| The way that she plays it disgraces her name
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| But I’m in and I’m down so there’s not much to say
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| I’ve lost all my thoughts, my brain fiends for a change
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| I can only imagine the games that she plays
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| A thought kept inside as my heart passes by
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| A troubled will kills her act, nothings left but she tries
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| To keep it going until there’s nothing left inside
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| A lost soul getting swept in by the tide
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| It’s wrong if I do, but I can’t say I won’t
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| The way her skin feels, it’s so hard to say no
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| So pass the bottle, let it burn right down my throat
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| Wave goodbye, say so long, no it’s time to move on
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| It’s the way I was taught, time to hang by gloves up
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| Cause I’m calling it quits, more than done with all this
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| Sure this was love but it’s time to grow up
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| I’m forced to move on with the trouble that she stirred up
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| It’s wrong if I do, but I can’t say I won’t
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| The way her skin feels, it’s so hard to say no
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| So pass the bottle, let it burn right down my throat
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| Wave goodbye, say so long, no it’s time to move on
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| Can’t you just tell me? |
| Please help make this easy
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| I’m sorry it’s over, you’ll forget me by next week
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| The taste of the ocean, as the salt buries in me
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| I’m sorry it’s over, it’s time to move on to new things |