| I don’t know which way I’m facing when the lights are down
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| I don’t know which path I’m taking cause they all look the same now
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| An old friend taught me that, an old friend forgot my favorite colour and my
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| date of birth
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| I learned from when I hid behind the seams
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| Right behind the ethanol still clinging to my teeth
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| I kinda like it when he makes mistakes
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| I kinda like it when she plays them games, gives me a reason to win
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| I didn’t want you back around here, tight fist
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| Eyes flinch, want you back around here, I kept on running
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| I continue to sin, I see Jesus when I’m running
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| And he laughs 'cause I’m an atheist
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| Put honey in my back pocket, hands on my mouth
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| Don’t wake up the back prophet, hands in my mouth
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| I still wanna suffer for a little while
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| All mine longs to suffer for a little while
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| If I cry about you, about love
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| I’ll only ruin my make-up
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| Ruin my make-up
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| If I cry about you, about love
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| I’ll only ruin my make-up
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| Ruin my make-up
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| It’s bad enough as it is
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| Pour the brandy down the sink
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| There’s heaven in your name, I am there for a drink
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| I cannot give you any more of me, no, that would be forsaken
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| Get down on your hands and knees, pretend I’m Satan
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| And it’s cold in the summer, I’ll lend you my jumper
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| And I’ll lend you my ego and we can play the Beatles
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| And we’ll forget how many cars pass by and we can
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| Just dance and maybe I’ll lie and say that
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| I do not love you, and big boys don’t cry
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| So maybe you will say you gotta leave, it’s only quarter till nine
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| But then I’ll let you go, I let you go
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| 'Cause you’ll be back tomorrow
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| If I cry about you, about love
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| I’ll only ruin my make-up
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| Ruin my make-up
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| If I cry about you, about love
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| I’ll only ruin my make-up
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| Ruin my make-up
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| If I cry about you, about love
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| I’ll only ruin my make-up |