| i know it’s hard for you
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| to understand what i’m going through
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| but now i sit here to remind myself
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| you’re always dressed to kill
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| and you feel like you owe it to the world
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| but you owe it to yourself
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| and you’re, you’re not here
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| and i can’t stop pretending
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| that you’re forever mine… and i i can’t dream anymore since you left
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| i miss you singing me to sleep
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| i can’t wake anymore in your arms
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| i miss you singing me to sleep
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| cheer up my friends all say
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| you’re better alone anyway
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| but you’re always on tour
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| and you’re never home
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| i’m always dressed to kill
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| and i feel like i owe it to the world
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| but i owe it to myself
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| and you’re, you’re not here
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| and i can’t stop pretending
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| that you’re forever mine… and i i can’t dream anymore since you left
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| i miss you singing me to sleep
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| i can’t wake anymore in your arms
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| i miss you singing me to sleep
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| cheer up my friends all say…
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| and i can’t stop pretending
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| that you’re forever mine
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| you’re better alone anyway
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| and you’re not here, not here
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| i can’t dream anymore since you left
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| i miss you singing me to sleep
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| i can’t wake anymore in your arms
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| i miss you singing me to sleep
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| cheer up my friends all say… |