| Taken in, taken in again
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| Wrapped around the finger
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| Of some fair-weather friend
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| Caught up in the promises
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| Left out in the end
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| No pride, taken for a ride
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| You say I’m the only one
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| When I look in your eyes
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| I want to believe you
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| But you know how to lie
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| And if you say you understand
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| I don’t believe it
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| And when you reach out for my hand
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| I don’t believe it
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| And if you say you take the blame
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| I don’t believe it
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| And if you say that nothing’s changed
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| I don’t believe it, don’t believe it
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| Taken in, taken in again
|
| Someone saw me coming
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| A fool without a friend
|
| There’s one born every minute
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| And you’re looking at him
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| And if you say you want me near
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| I don’t believe it
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| And when you’re holding back the tears
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| I don’t believe it
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| And when you swear that you are mine
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| I don’t believe it
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| And it’s your heart that’s on the line
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| I don’t believe it, don’t believe it
|
| Taken in, taken in again
|
| Wrapped around the finger
|
| Of some fair-weather friend
|
| Caught up in the promises
|
| Left out in the end
|
| No pride, taken for a ride
|
| You say I’m the only one
|
| When I look in your eyes
|
| I’d love to believe you
|
| But you know how to lie
|
| You say you want me near
|
| I don’t believe it
|
| And when you’re holding back the tears
|
| I don’t believe it
|
| Oh, there’s one born every minute
|
| You’re looking at him
|
| Taken in, taken in again
|
| Someone saw me coming
|
| A fool without a friend
|
| I want to believe you, oh
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| When you say you understand
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| When you reach out for my hand
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| Oh, I wish I could believe you
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| Taken in, taken in again |