| Come and I will tell you
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| The stories of love
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| Stories that come from the tears
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| Oh the tears of deception
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| The violent tongue
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| Tongues that throw daggers and spears
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| Baby, oh you know
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| You can’t see everything in my heart
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| Darling, oh you know
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| It’s not all that it seems
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| Lover, oh you know
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| I’m not the man that you need in this life
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| Mother, oh you know
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| Love is my sickest disease
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| Love is my sickest disease
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| Pull back the paper
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| Pull out your pens
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| Write it all down, baby, just to breathe
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| I’ll remember your body
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| Your touch and your smell
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| Forgetting’s much harder it seems
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| Baby, oh you know
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| You can’t see everything
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| Oh, in this heart
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| Darling, yeah, you know
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| It’s not all that it seems
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| Lover, oh you know
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| I’m not the man that you need in this live
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| Oh, mother, oh you know
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| Love is our sickest disease
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| Love is our sickest disease
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| Well, oh yeah yeah! |
| Boy!
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| La-dee-da, la-dee-da, la-dee-da
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| Come and I will tell you
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| Stories of men
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| The naked and beaten manacle
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| And these lions and these tigers
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| They’re guarding their gates
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| Only the bravest will go
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| Baby, oh I know
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| You can’t see everything
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| Oh, in this heart
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| Lover, oh I know
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| It’s not all that it seems
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| And mother, oh you know
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| I’m not the man that she needs in this life
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| And all of us know
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| Love is the sickest disease
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| Love is the sickest disease
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| Love is my sickest disease |