| I try to hold my breath, but she reads between the lines
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| 'Cause she loves cocaine and The 1975
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| And I should know better, but I’m blown away
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| When I can hold my own I might come back someday
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| Try to make ends meet in the streets I’ve never seen
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| I blurt out lies and I don’t know why
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| Get out of my head and I’ll get out of yours
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| You’ve learnt so much from the back of your credit card
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| Should I bide my time?
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| Should I hold my tongue?
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| What if I let go and everything goes wrong?
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| Maybe she’s in pain?
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| Maybe she needs love?
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| 'Cause all the love I feel, I’ve got enough for both of us
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| Have I said too much?
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| Does she think I’m lying?
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| Has she ever seen a man when he’s been struck by lightning?
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| And I’ll never, ever, ever, ever, ever be the same
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| I try to hold my breath but she reads between the lines
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| 'Cause she loves cocaine and The 1975
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| And I should know better but I’m petrified, yeah
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| 'Cause it’s only when she’s halfway dead that she feels so alive
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| Should I bide my time?
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| Should I hold my tongue?
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| What if I let go and everything goes wrong?
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| Maybe she’s in pain?
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| Maybe she needs love?
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| 'Cause all the love I feel I’ve got enough for both of us
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| Have I said too much?
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| Does she think I’m lying?
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| Has she ever seen a man when he’s been struck by lightning?
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| And I’ll never, ever, ever, ever, ever be the same
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| She missed her train, she was sat in the front of the car
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| When she laughed I laughed too, so infectious
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| I said you’re an addict, she called me pretentious
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| For using big words, the hypocrisy’s tragic
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| I’ve lost my lid in the way that she lives
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| I hate what she takes, but I love what she gives me
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| My seatbelts on, has the moment gone?
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| 'Cause for a second it was magic
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| For a second it was magic
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| So I’ll take my time
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| And I’ll wait my turn
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| And I let her know before I get myself burned
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| Maybe she needs me
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| Maybe I need her
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| With all this second-hand love I’ve got enough for both of us
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| 'Cause I said too much
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| And she thinks I’m a liar
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| Has she ever seen a man when he’s been set on fire
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| And I’ll never, ever, ever, ever, ever be the same
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| And I’ll never see her again
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| And I’ll never see her again
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| And I’ll never see her again
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| And I’ll never see her again
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| Again, again, again |