| I had a dream the other day
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| We were dining naked in a crowded café
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| Acting on our very best without a bulletproof vest
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| We could speak in foreign tongues
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| So sublime to surrender to the wine, so infectious…
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| Nothing hurt it was perfect till dessert
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| I’m not over getting over you at all
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| You live in my head you’re hard to forget
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| My eyes open to love and loathing
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| The devil takes a bow
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| She’s all coming back to me now
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| When the fireworks begin
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| The little daggers dig a hole we fall in
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| The fascination takes a dive I barely make it out alive
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| Just in time to pay the check
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| What’s the use, it’s the same polite abuse resurrected
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| What a joke the dream goes up in smoke
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| I’m not over getting over you at all
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| You live in my head you’re hard to forget
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| My eyes open to love and loathing
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| The devil takes a bow
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| She’s all coming back to me now
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| Come on cupid, pour me another cup of stupid
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| One more time
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| I’m not over getting over you at all
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| You live in my head you’re hard to forget
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| My eyes open to love and loathing
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| The devil takes a bow
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| She’s all coming back to me now |