| Smoke rings slip out
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| Red lips in symmetry
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| Giving me what I need
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| Kiss stains, glass panes, it rains
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| Shattering; |
| keeping me in between
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| And maybe you’re lonely
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| But maybe that’s the price you got to pay
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| So if they ask, well I say I don’t know
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| You like to come but you love to go
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| And if you’re down, well you’re already out
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| So if they ask, well I say I don’t know
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| You like to come but you love to go
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| I used to care but it’s getting so old cause
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| Straight drink, sick stare
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| Passed out, and so aware
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| Sweet-faced memory
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| Feet find, straight line
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| Lost, don’t care to find
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| The one you used to be
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| And maybe you’re lonely
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| And baby, I used to miss your face
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| And maybe you’re lonely
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| But honey, that’s the price you got to pay
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| So if they ask, well I say I don’t know
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| You like to come but you love to go
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| And if you’re down, well you’re already out
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| So if they ask, well I say I don’t know
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| You like to come but you love to go
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| I used to care but it’s getting so old cause
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| So desperate to be found out
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| The one we’re up in arms about
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| Too scared to show your face
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| It’s you (8x)
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| You’re the one
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| So if they ask, well I say I don’t know
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| You like to come but you love to go
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| And if you’re down, well you’re already out
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| You’re the one they talk about
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| So if they ask, well I say I don’t know
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| I said I don’t know, I said I don’t knoww
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| I used to care but it’s getting so old cause
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| You’re the one they talk about |