| This ride home will surely prove
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| That when I care, I sorely lose
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| I’ll make the dark my excuse
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| To feel asleep, to seem at ease
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| And I’m just taken aback
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| I’m just taken, I’m just taken aback
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| And I’m just taken aback
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| I’m just taken aback
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| Tempt me 'til I lose my feet
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| And I’m just taken aback
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| I’m just taken, I’m just taken aback
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| Because you threw it away when you needed space
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| Left to guess
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| There’s nothing left
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| So what was I just a burden
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| Or a heart that you could vandalize after I had signed
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| And I burned my back against your chest
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| Where the fuck is your respect?
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| But you’re bored of this broken record
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| Tempt me 'til I lose my feet
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| And I’m just taken aback
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| I’m just taken, I’m just taken aback
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| Because you threw it away when you needed space
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| Left to guess
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| There’s nothing left
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| And who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you
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| Who do you think you are? |
| Think you are?
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| And who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you
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| Who do you think you are? |
| Think you are?
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| I didn’t think that you’d leave me on this day
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| When the car drew up, I refused to feel the weight
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| Tempt me 'til I lose my feet
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| And I’m just taken aback
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| I’m just taken, I’m just taken aback
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| Because you threw it away when you needed space
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| Left to guess
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| There’s nothing left |