| Saw straight through me,
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| Stare started to unglue me
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| And I knew that I couldn’t win
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| I Wanna steal your love, stop holdin' the dove
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| Just to pour my good luck in
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| Chorus:
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope
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| Same old story, yeah it’s getting kind of gory
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| Throw my all time low away
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| Spit turns into a treasure, taste the blind so much
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| Choke words that I can’t say
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| No gun, no bomb, no way I’ll run
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| Too bad, I’m not in shape
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| Too little, too late, that deal’s so chased
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| Do burning hands seem to care?
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| Chorus:
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| All right, I’m ready--the wild sound’s gonna take me away
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| That beat’s so steady
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| Make me fall to my knees, just start crying
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| No… no… no no no no no no no no please no
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| Chorus. |