| What did you do, girl?
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| You made a mess of it
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| That part is understood
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| But when the line blurs
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| And where the plot thickens
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| Who’s in your room last night?
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| And when the light’s off, you’re here
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| Another whisper in your ear
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a friend
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| A new heart
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| I’m tearing out the old one
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| I turned the page, girl
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| There’s just no end to it
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| Attention fuels your fire
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| from the fake ones
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| And toss some darkness in
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| Sleep with my look-alike
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| And when the light’s off, you’re here
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| Another whisper in your ear
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a friend
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| A new heart
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| I’m tearing out the old one
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| When I get back
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| You better hide your scarlet dress
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| A new heart
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| I’m tearing out the old one
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a friend
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| When I get back
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| You better find yourself a new heart
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| A new heart
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| I’m tearing out the old one
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| When I get back
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| Yeah, when I get back
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| Yeah, when I get back
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| Whoa, when I get back |