| You know it’s easier to change your mind
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| Laying on the floor this makes me crazy half the time
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| Oh, staring the clock, it’s staring back
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| But I don’t move, it’s thinking
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| Trying not to lie in front of you
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| Trying not to lie in front of you
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| Trying not to lie in front of you
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| Trying not to lie in front of
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| Sad boy
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| She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
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| Robert Smith was right
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| She hates The Cure
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| But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
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| What is wrong with you?
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| You know it’s easier to change your mind
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| Laying on the floor this makes me crazy half the time
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| Oh, I feel warm inside, but it doesn’t feel right
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| My head’s cursed, it’s drowning
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| Trying not to lie in front of you
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| Trying not to lie in front of you
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| Trying not to lie in front of you
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| Trying not to lie in front of
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| Sad boy
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| She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
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| Robert Smith was right
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| She hates The Cure
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| But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
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| What is wrong with you?
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| Sad boy
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| She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
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| Robert Smith was right
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| She hates The Cure
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| But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
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| What is wrong with you?
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| Sad boy
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| She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
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| Robert Smith was right
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| She hates The Cure
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| But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
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| What is wrong with you?
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| What is wrong with you?
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| What is wrong with you?
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| What is wrong with you?
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| Oh, girl |