| Tell me where you went last night
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| I know that you came home late
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| Look me in the eye, eye, eyes
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| All you do is shake, shake, shake
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| Tell me did you cross that line
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| I can see it on your face
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| Look me in the eye, eye, eyes
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| Feel like I’m insane
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| A broken ashtray next, to a vodka soda, I’m
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| Ten years old again when you’re not sober, I
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| Always said I’d make better choices
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| Searching for the antidote but I keep picking poison
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| Feels like I’m dating my dad
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| How predictable is that?
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| We keep repeating the past
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| Mom and dad, we love 'em
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| Either fuck 'em or become 'em
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| Now I’m acting paranoid
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| Always in a nervous state
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| I don’t have an appetite
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| All I do is shake, shake, shake
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| I’ve never been the jealous type
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| But now I’m checking every word you type
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| And every step you take, every friend you see
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| I’m feeling like the thought police, a
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| A broken bottle left in an empty kitchen, I’m
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| Ten years old again when you go missing, I
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| Always said I’d make better choices
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| Searching for the antidote but I keep picking poison
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| Feels like I’m dating my dad
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| How predictable is that?
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| We keep repeating the past
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| Mom and dad, we love 'em
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| Either fuck 'em or become 'em
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| Fuck 'em or become 'em
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| Mom and dad, we love 'em
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| Either fuck 'em or become 'em
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| How to love and not create
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| The same old songs, the same mistakes
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| The ones who taught me
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| Oh, they probably felt this way
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| I could break the cycle
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| Or I could be a psycho
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| And never really change
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| Fuck 'em or become 'em
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| Feels like I’m dating my dad
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| We keep repeating the past
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| Mom and dad, we love 'em
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| Either fuck 'em or become 'em
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| Either fuck 'em or become 'em
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| Fuck 'em or become 'em |