| I don’t want to talk about it to you
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| I’m not an open book that you can rifle through
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| The cold hard truth that you’ll see right to
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| I’m just basket case without you
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| He’s not a magic man or a perfect fit
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| But had a steady hand and I got used to it
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| And a glass cage heart and invited me in
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| And now I’m just a basket case without him
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| You’re begging for the truth
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| So I’m saying it to you
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| I’ve been saving your place
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| And what good does it do?
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| I don’t say much and it’ll stay that way
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| You got a steel train touch and I’m just a track you lay
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| So I’ll stay right here underneath you
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| I’m just a basket case and that what we do
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| You’re begging for the truth
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| So I’m saying it to you
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| I’ve been saving your place
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| And what good does it do?
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| Won’t somebody come on in and tug at my seams?
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| Oh, send your armies in of robbers and thieves
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| To steal the state I’m in I don’t want it anymore
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| You’re begging for the truth
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| So I’m saying it to you
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| I’ve been saving your place
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| And what good does it do?
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| Now I’m just a basket case
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| Now I’m just a basket case |