| I thought you were joking when you asked for that kiss
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| I never expected it would end up like this
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| My bulletproof baby, identical twins
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| Laurel and Hardy, pineapple and gin
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| I made you a prison inside of my heart
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| I fed you confessions between the bars
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| The keys to my kingdom for an hour of yours
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| The moon to my ocean, the tide to my shore
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| If you had been listening, maybe you would have heard
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| The sound of my heart, like a panicking bird
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| Beats at the window and bloodies its wings
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| My favorite poison, my honeybee sting
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| I took up th mantle of unshakable faith
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| On the road to Damascus, I fll to my face
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| A volunteer martyr burned for your sake
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| I was a beggar, your love was small change
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| Now there are no conditions, no treaty to sign
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| No terms of surrender, no changing our minds
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| The last time I saw you, you were turning away
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| And I lost my ambition to beg you to stay
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| Every old song told me, «True love makes you blind»
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| But I wasn’t listening as I gouged out my eyes
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| And stumbling in darkness, I reached for your hand
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| But you slipped through my fingers like hourglass sand
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| My favorite poison, my honeybee sting
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| My unanswered question |