| I don’t believe in a life without consequence
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| Do you believe when I say that I’m not impressed?
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| You say «I never, ever, ever, ever wanna talk again»
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| I don’t believe that you mean a single word you said
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| Lines in the sand where we disagree
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| I think I wanna run away from you, you’re killing me
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| But I know I wanna see you in a day or two
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| I don’t believe that a single word you say is true
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| I guess it’s love
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| In the 21st century
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| It’s tough
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| Broken heart technology
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| Your kisses taste so sweet
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| But then you click delete
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| Love in the 21st century
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| I’m in the 21st century
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| I don’t believe making out is a dead romance
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| I miss the days being kids simply holding hands
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| I’m sick of wondering if you would ever call me back
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| I check my four different accounts just to end up mad
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| Wish I could dissect your brain apart
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| It takes a vivisection just to understand your heart
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| If we could just own up, get wound up, messed up
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| I guess it’s love
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| In the 21st century
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| It’s tough
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| Broken heart technology
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| Your kisses taste so sweet
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| But then you click delete
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| Love in the 21st century
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| I’m in the 21st century
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| Oh, it gets so critical
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| We become caught up in the trivial
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| My dear, we’re both a bit too cynical
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| Come close, I’ll give you something spiritual
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| Stand up and deliver me
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| We’re in love in the 21st century
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| I guess it’s love
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| In the 21st century
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| It’s tough
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| Broken heart technology
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| Your kisses taste so sweet
|
| But then you click delete
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| Love in the 21st century
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| I’m in the 21st century
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| I’m in the 21st century
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| I’m in the 21st century
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| Your kisses taste so sweet
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| But then you click delete
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| Love in the 21st century
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| I’m in the 21st century |