| Every day I wake up My pillows made up
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| I’m tired of always following you around
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| You’re such a faker
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| And when you meet your maker
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| I know he’s gonna beat you down to the ground
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| Do you remember me at all?
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| I can’t help feeling like I’m talking to the wall
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| Do you remember me at all?
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| Cause they’ve got my picture up in all my family’s halls
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| So we don’t see eye to eye anymore
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| And no we don’t see wrong from right like before
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| No we don’t see eye to eye anymore
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| And no we don’t see wrong from right like before
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| Na Na Na Na The movers and the shakers
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| That fill those papers
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| I’m tired of always following them around
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| You’re a heartbreaker
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| An undertaker
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| I know you’re going to place me into the ground
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| Do you remember me at all?
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| I can’t help feeling like I’m talking to the wall
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| Do you remember me at all?
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| Cause they’ve got my picture up in all my family’s halls
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| So we don’t see eye to eye anymore
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| and no we don’t see wrong from right like before
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| No we don’t see eye to eye anymore
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| And no we don’t see wrong from right like before
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| Like Before
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| Like Before
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| Na Na Na Na So we don’t see eye to eye anymore
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| and no we don’t see wrong from right like before
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| No we don’t see eye to eye anymore
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| And no we don’t see wrong from right like before
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| Na Na Na Na Na |