| How did I get to where I am?
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| How could I let it get so bad?
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| Why did I ever let him go,
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| The one good thing I ever had?
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| Why did I drift so far from home,
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| To live my life outside the rules
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| Among the clowns, among the fools?
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| I loved the dazzle and the light,
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| The sweet seductions of the night.
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| When men of means were everywhere
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| They used my bed, they slept elsewhere.
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| I never asked what badge they wore,
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| They left their passports at the door,
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| And every man was just one more.
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| And then at last one came my way
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| He saw behind the mask I wore
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| He made the world seem bright and gay
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| He saw me as a girl once more
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| How did I get to where I am?
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| How I come to be alone
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| And love the only love I’ve known?
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| He’s gone. |
| The one love I have known.
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| With each untruth, with each mistake,
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| I learned that time and youth don’t wait,
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| That China Dolls can fall and break
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| That sometimes saviours come too late.
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| The one good thing I ever had.
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| Why did I ever let him go?
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| How did I let it get so bad?
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| How did I get to where I am? |