| Tell me you’ve been distracted
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| Just say you hate what’s happened
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| But tell me you can’t be what I need
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| L.A. is so dramatic
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| But I’m learning to like the traffic
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| It’s given me time to hum new melodies
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| Like how you’re so ice cold to me
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| I can feel you in my bloodstream, killing things
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| You’re so ice cold to me
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| I can feel you in my heartbeat, my heartbeat
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| So if you’re gonna mess me up, don’t do it slowly
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| And if you’re gonna lead me on, then act like you know me
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| And if you’re gonna get me addicted, you have my permission
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| I think I know how these things go
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| If you’re gonna mess me up, don’t do it slow
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| And tell me you’re busy working
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| Or tell me a fire is burning
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| And tell me you can’t be what I need
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| (You can’t be what I need)
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| The city’s so dramatic
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| But I’m getting much better at acting
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| I’ve got no time to think of memories
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| Like how you’re so ice cold to me
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| I can feel you in my bloodstream, killing things
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| You’re so ice cold to me
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| I can feel you in my heartbeat, my heartbeat
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| Between the empty sex and cigarettes
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| I think of you between the breaths
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| I wanna know what’s happening
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| I wanna know why the phone won’t ring
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| So if you’re gonna mess me up, don’t do it slowly
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| If you’re gonna lead me on then act like you know me
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| And if you’re gonna get me addicted, you have my permission
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| I think I know how these things go
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| If you’re gonna mess me up, don’t do it slow
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| Keep on messing me, messing me up, oh-oh
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| You keep on messing me, messing me up, oh-oh
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| Keep on messing me, messing me up
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| Between the empty sex and cigarettes
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| Keep on messing me, messing me up
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| I think of you between the breaths
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| If you’re gonna get me addicted, you’ve had my permission
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| I think I know how these things go
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| If you’re gonna mess me up, don’t do it slow
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| Yeah, if you’re gonna mess me up, don’t do it slow |