| Walk down that hall, tak me to that room
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| Shut the door and close the lights too
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| Turn down that radio, take off the TV
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| Sit me down and speak real softly
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| I’ll pay my attentions to things you don’t say
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| I’ll turn them this way and
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| I’ll turn them the other way
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| And I’m asking you is this how you want me (to go on)
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| To be anything you want me to be
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| And I’m asking you is this how you see me
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| Some little girl kissing your cheek
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| As the sum begins to rise, it cuts through the glass
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| And it burns my flesh with every lash
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| I look at myself as others see myself
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| And I don’t understand how this is myself
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| Walk down that hall, take me to that room
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| Shut the door and close those lights too
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| (Bridge)
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| Im walking down the stairs to leave
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| And out of the dark her eyes catch me |