| Don’t bother saying you’re sorry
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| Why don’t you come in?
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| Smoke all my cigarettes again
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| Every time I get no further
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| How long has it been?
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| Come on in now
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| Wipe your feet on my dreams
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| You take up my time
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| Like some cheap magazine
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| When I could have been learning something
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| Oh well, you know what I mean
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| I’ve done this before
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| And I will do it again
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| Come on and kill me, baby
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| While you smile like a friend
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| Oh, and I’ll come running
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| Just to do it again
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| You are that last drink I never should have drunk
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| You are the body hidden in the trunk
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| You are the habit I can’t seem to kick
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| You are my secrets on the front page every week
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| You are the car I never should have bought
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| You are the train I never should have caught
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| You are the cut that makes me hide my face
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| You are the party that makes me feel my age
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| And like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid
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| Like a plane I’ve been told I never should board
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| Like a film that’s so bad but I gotta stay till the end
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| Let me tell you now, it’s lucky for you that we’re friends |