| Well I clung to you
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| Like cat hair clings to a woollen shirt
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| You needed me, like a wedding dress needs dirt
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| The more that I wanted, the harder I squeezed
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| The harder I squeezed, the less you could breathe
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| And we sunk down to the bottom
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| Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
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| Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
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| And I cried for you
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| Like a widow cries at her lover’s grave
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| You haunted me through my stinging nights
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| And aching days
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| The more that you struggled, the tighter the knots
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| The tighter the knots, the lower we got
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| And we sunk down to the bottom
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| Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
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| Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
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| Yeah, we sunk down to the bottom of the sea
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| Oh no
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| ‘Cause I saw divers and submarines
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| And I saw divers and submarines
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| Oh, I saw divers and submarines |