| I hear them whispers
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| In fact
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| And I know it’s ticky tack
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| Saying where upon earth is Layto
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| And is he coming back
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| He, she, heard him said
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| That he’s hanging in his head
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| Stuck myself in interrogation
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| Asking why you declared me dead
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| One shot to my heart (two shots)
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| Three shots to my ever-breaking soul
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| You move on like we never happened
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| While I got this gaping hole
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| (Can't let go of you, oh)
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| Na-na-na you may act like nothing’s wrong
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| Like the same old song
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| I know better than the rest, hey
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| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
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| I got rabbit ears on and a bulletproof chest
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| Ey-ey-ey-ey
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| You may go on other dates
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| But no other will relate
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| Or play your chords the same way
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| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
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| I got rabbit ears on and a bullet-proof chest
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| You say that your world is a canvas
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| You can paint it what you like
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| So I colored up summer
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| But for you it turned to night
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| This is how you feel when your young and fifteen
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| But now my life’s inverted
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| I’m at age twenty-three
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| One shot to my heart (two-shots)
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| Three shots to my ever-breaking soul
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| You move on like we never happened
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| While I got this gaping hole
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| (Can't let go of you, oh)
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| Na-na-na you may act like nothing’s wrong
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| Like the same old song
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| I know better than the rest, ey
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| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
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| I got rabbit ears on and a bulletproof chest
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| Ey-ey-ey-ey
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| You may go on other dates
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| But no other will relate
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| Or play your chords the same way
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| Na-na-na-na hey na-na-na-na
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| I got rabbit ears on and a bullet-proof chest
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| Careful what you feed your mind
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| You need to read the si-igns
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| Took a left at living hers
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| And now a right for living mine
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| (A House can’t stand on lies)
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| Careful what you feed your mind
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| You need to read the si-igns
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| Took a left at living hers
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| And now a right for living mine
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| Na-na-na you may act like nothing’s wrong
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| Like the same old song
|
| I know better than the rest, hey
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| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
|
| I got rabbit ears on and a bulletproof chest
|
| Ey-ey-ey-ey
|
| You may go on other dates
|
| But no other will relate
|
| Or play your chords the same way
|
| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
|
| I got rabbit ears on and a bullet-proof chest
|
| Na-na-na you may act like nothing’s wrong
|
| Like the same old song
|
| I know better than the rest, hey
|
| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
|
| I got rabbit ears on and a bulletproof chest
|
| Ey-ey-ey-ey
|
| You may go on other dates
|
| But no other will relate
|
| Or play your chords the same way
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| Na-na-na-na, hey, na-na-na-na
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| I got rabbit ears on and a bullet-proof chest |