| Look at the mess in the pretty dress
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| And do your best to reminisce
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| Focus!
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| Just watch her stumble through the rain
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| She’ll never be the same again
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| Oh well, she was looking for an easy fix
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| And somehow she fit you in the mix
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| It won’t be long until the crash
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| Look how she’s poundin' on the glass
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| Bye, now. |
| You’d think she’d figure it out
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| Grab her wrist, and twist and shout
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| 'Cause you can not help but doubt
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| She cries, «This time! |
| I’m fine this time! |
| I swear!
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| «She's tryin' to hide; |
| it’s too late (Still you wait!)
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| You’re watchin' from far when you can do nothin' at all
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| 'Cause you can’t find the reason why
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| These tears are falling from her eyes
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| Pray for the damsel in despair
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| And do your best not to stop and stare
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| Focus!
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| She’s far too gone to understand
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| She’s guided by the devil’s hand
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| Bye, now. |
| You’d think she’d figure it out
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| Grab her wrist, and twist and shout
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| 'Cause you can not help but doubt
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| She cries, «This time! |
| I’m fine this time! |
| I swear!»
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| She’s tryin' to hide; |
| it’s too late (Still you wait!)
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| You’re watchin' from far when you can do nothin' at all
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| 'Cause you can’t find the reason why
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| These tears are falling from her eyes |