| Tell me where
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| you’re headed to
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| And tell me where you go
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| instead of under my skin
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| Embrace me now
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| for your heart ain’t true
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| And leave me now before
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| I start loving your sins
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| I hold my head up to the sky
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| I hide away just to get by
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| And I am not afraid to be drying out
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| For the rain is pouring down in my heart
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| And I don’t care at all for the rainy days
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| And I’ll be losing everything
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| When I’ll be falling for your understated,
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| falling for your understated fraud
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| Where are you now,
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| my Xanax child?
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| Where do you hide the cure
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| instead of under your skin?
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| And someday I’ll be reconciled
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| to staying all alone and to
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| loving your sins
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| I hold my head down to the ground
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| I lose my way just to be found
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| And I am not afraid to be drying out
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| For the rain is pouring down in my heart
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| And I don’t care at all for the rainy days
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| And I’ll be losing everything
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| When I’ll be falling for your understated
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| And I am not afraid to be drying out
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| For the rain is pouring down in my heart
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| And I don’t care at all for the rainy days
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| And I’ll be losing everything
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| When I’ll be falling for your understated,
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| falling for your understated fraud |