| I’m not afraid of lies I’m more afraid of truth
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| I’m breaking dated ties with all my wasted youth
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| I’m all alone in a crowded room
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| Cause I’m the only one that ain’t impressed by you
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| When you’re dancing round with cigarette hanging out of your mouth
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| But you make it look so good now I want one too
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| You got me hanging with old friends that I barely knew
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| As if I got something to prove to you
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| Snowy days in LA I’m not talking bout the weather
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| Sober up by Monday I can say I’m doing better
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| Something bout a bottle and a line and I forget her
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| Said I cross her mind but I can swear I never met her
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| Ah ooh
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| Stuck in places that I’ve never been too
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| Ooh
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| Another wasted night I’m never into
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| I’m not afraid of lies I’m more afraid of truth
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| I’m breaking dated ties with all my wasted youth
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| I’m all alone in a crowded room
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| Cause I’m the only one that ain’t impressed by you
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| When you’re dancing round
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| With cigarette hanging out of your mouth
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| But you make it look so good now I want one too
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| You got me hanging with old friends that I barely knew
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| As if I got something to prove to you |