| Were you honest when you said
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| «I could never leave your bed»?
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| Wake me up and let me know you’re alive
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| And will you fall in love again
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| Is the scent slowly spreading
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| I’ve been answering machines all night
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| And are the doctors dancing in
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| While the ambulances sing
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| Another boy without a sharper knife
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| The moment, that’s where I
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| Kill the conversation
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| Wrap this up
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| With a knife that loves to feel
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| How do you know how deep to go before it’s real
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| Take me home
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| Can I even complicate your breathing
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| I guess I’m just your average boy
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| This is me
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| With a knife in the back
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| And a grip on the grass
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| It’s cold and I don’t want to be here
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| I guess I’m never comfortable or situational
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| Are we losing or beginning
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| To try a new life without you
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| With a lie that I’m enjoying every minute with myself
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| And she could make hell feel just like home
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| So I’m never leaving her alone
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| But if your lightning lips aren’t mine
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| Then I don’t know the awkward stranger to my right
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| But she’s crying
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| I only need one hand to drive
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| When you’re with me
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| You are my getaway
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| Oh no
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| And don’t you ever feel alone
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| And don’t you wish you were home
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| Cut the lust tonight
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| Alright, alright tell me why my
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| Little Mona Lisa told a lie, lie, lie, lie
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| Do you want me
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| Do you want to let me know that you’re ok
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| A diamond gold ring
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| Customized to cut your circulation
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| But I couldn’t let you go
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| No, I never let you go my dear
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| So keep talking cause I love to hear your voice
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| Your voice again |