| The sunlight, it lit up the place
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| It stole my golden night away
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| You were right, you said it right to my face
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| It wasn’t the time, it wasn’t the place to say anything
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| Jerking knees and electricity
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| I can feel your heart beat through dirty sheets
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| We’ve dirtied up with our dirty feet
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| From walking barefoot on the street
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| Take me out to the southern states
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| Dry my cheeks off, please
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| And speak softly to me
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| Weeks later I said, «I'm still feeling bruised.»
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| I’d wager you feel the same way I do
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| It’s true, it’s true, a noticeable wound
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| When my hands were untied, it was because of you
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| When it’s healed then I’ll be too
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| Jerking knees and electricity
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| I can feel your heart beat through dirty sheets
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| We’ve dirtied up with our dirty feet
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| From walking barefoot on the street
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| Take me out to the southern states
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| Dry my cheeks off, please
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| And speak softly to me |