| And she is begging on her knees, and she is pulling at his clothes
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| And she is begging for him to stay, because her body needs what it knows
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| And I don’t think we stand a chance against these odds
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| And I don’t think we stand a chance against these odds
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| Well I threw away my stories, because I hated growing up
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| But I still have all these memories, that I will carve out with my mouth
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| And I ran away in high school, because I got so scared of love
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| But I still have all these memories, that I will carve out with my mouth
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| And you were honest to think you’re lovely
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| And I will shut up because I’m sorry
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| And she was honest to think she’s lovely
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| And I will shut up because I’m sorry
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| But you were honest to think you’re lovely
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| And I will shut up because I’m sorry
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| And he was honest to think you’re lovely
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| But I will shut up because I’m sorry
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| But I don’t think we stand a chance against these odds
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| And I don’t think we stand a chance against these odds
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| And I don’t think we stand a chance against these odds
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| And I don’t think we stand a chance against these… |