| You say
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| To me
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| That I
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| Could never be free
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| From all
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| The demons inside my head
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| But I
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| Refuse to believe you know
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| Me at all
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| So I walk along this long and winding road alone
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| It’s something I gotta do
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| Without you
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| Sometimes I wake up at night
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| In a deep sweat deep sweat
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| Thinking of what you said you said
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| I’ve been thinking of what you said
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| Talk is cheap
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| But leave a message after the beep
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| And maybe I’ll call you back to say
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| I never really loved you anyway
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| And how could you
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| Do the things you do to me
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| I treated you like a friend in need
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| I treated you like a homie
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| Sometimes I wake up at night
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| In a deep sweat deep sweat
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| Thinking of what you said you said
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| I’ve been thinking of what you said
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| When will you learn
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| Words you say can hurt
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| Bridges you cross can burn
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| A lover who leaves might not return
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| But I asked you reluctantly
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| And you told me everything
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| And it keeps on haunting me
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| I can’t get over it
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| Sometimes I wake up at night
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| In a deep sweat deep sweat
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| Thinking of what you said you said
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| I’ve been thinking of what you said
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| Sometimes I wake up at night
|
| In a deep sweat deep sweat
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| Thinking of what you said you said
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| I’ve been thinking of what you said |