| You’re working late
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| Or so you say
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| But that don’t fit
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| When you get home
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| 'Cause I can smell him
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| On your clothes
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| And on your breath
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| A cigarette
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| You kiss me quick
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| Then brush your teeth
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| 'Cause you don’t plan
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| On coming clean
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| So I just play along
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| As if there’s nothing going on
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna believe it
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| Even if it’s true
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| No I don’t wanna believe it
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| 'Cause I’m still in love with you
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| But it ain’t hard to tell
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| That I’m lying to myself
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna believe
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| That you found somebody else
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| That you found somebody else
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| You’re moving me
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| To ecstasy
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| And while we’re there
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| You turn away
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| I read your lips
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| And see his name
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| And friends of mine
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| They’ve seen you drive away
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| In his convertible
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| I hope the ride
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| Was worth it all
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| But still I play along
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| As if there’s nothing going on
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna believe it
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| Even if it’s true
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| No I don’t wanna believe it
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| 'Cause I’m still in love with you
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| But it ain’t hard to tell
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| That I’m lying to myself
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna believe
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| That you found somebody else
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| To love, somebody else
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| To give you butterflies
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| Somebody else to hold
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| Somebody else to keep you satisfied
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| Well I wish that I could
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| Keep it from my mind
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| 'Cause I don’t, I don’t
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| No I don’t wanna believe
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| No I don’t, I don’t
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| No I don’t wanna believe it
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| Even if it’s true
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| No I don’t wanna believe it
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| 'Cause I’m still in love with you
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| But it ain’t hard to tell
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| I’m lying to myself
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna believe
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| That you found somebody else
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| Oh no, that you found somebody else
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| Somebody else, somebody else
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| Somebody else |