| I couldn’t make a change
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| I might have known you had found
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| Another love
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| I sat at home all night
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| Bask in the lonely pale
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| Of my bedstand light
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| Through a tear in a curtain
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| In a cheap motel
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| I saw with jealous eyes
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| You made the call to lie
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| Deceptively yours
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| Saw a black cloud
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| I didn’t hear a sound
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| Only the shell on the ground
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| Was a scream somewhere
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| In the thick night air
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| I put the pedal down
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| As the sirens wailed
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| And I sat alone and prayed
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| Not knowing what was to come
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| Through a tear in a curtain
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| In a cheap motel
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| I saw with jealous eyes
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| You made the call to lie
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| Deceptively yours
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| I tried not to believe
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| The scene that I could see
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| It felt like days passes by
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| Before I turned away
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| I felt a dizzy sway
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| And the gun in my hand
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| Stood before a judge
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| He cleared his throat to say
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| «I won’t give you no bail»
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| Schackled with chains or love
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| I knew that I had bought
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| My own coffin nails
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| I hear your sweet voice calling out my name
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| As I stare from a six foot cell
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| And from beyond I heard the words
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| Deceptively yours |