| I love you more than any man
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| But something’s getting in the way
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| I do you harm because I can
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| For the second time today
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| Victims we are not of happenstance
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| But you’re a victim all the same
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| Stuck inside a circumstance
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| With your confusion and your blame
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| And when I get drunk
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| You take me home
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| And keep me safe
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| From harm
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| When I get drunk
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| You take me home
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| I ask you for another second chance
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| But then I drink it all away
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| And I get bellicose when you react
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| Full of frustration and dismay
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| I was so delicate when we began
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| So tender when I spoke your name
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| But now I’m nothing but a partisan
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| To my compulsion and my shame
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| And when I get drunk
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| You take me home
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| And keep me safe
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| From harm
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| When I get drunk
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| You take me home
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| You know, I’m grateful
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| I appreciate
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| But in fact, it’s baleful
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you dry
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| I love you more than any man
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| But I seem to lay it all to waste
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| I do you harm because I can
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| With a joke in questionable taste
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| I’ve such duplicity at my command
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| So I keep on lying to your face
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| Then I run away to wonderland
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| And disappear without trace
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| And when I get drunk
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| You take me home
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| And keep me safe
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| From harm
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| When I get drunk
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| You take me home
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| You know, I’m grateful
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| I appreciate
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| But, in fact, it’s baleful
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you dry
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| How I suck you |