| In this dream I have I’m staring off a balcony, to an open wound
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| Where all the suckers who have wronged me will be marching off
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| To their impending doom
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| All the cowards who spooned me, thinking in reverse
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| Revel and they’ll swoon
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| Screaming all the way down
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| Screaming all the way down
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| Want this so bad
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| I want it bad, so bad, I want it so bad
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| (And you’re the right boy, at the right time)
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| I want it bad, so bad, I want it so bad
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| (And you’re the right boy, at the right time)
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| You’ll fax your number to me, garnished with a friendly note
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| Apologizing for
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| All of the time you kept me waiting, eating all I could?
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| Pounding at your door
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| Spurn all the pop stars who are sucking at Satan’s teet
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| I’ll give you so much more, cause you believe in me now
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| Yeah you believe in me now
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| I can feel it, I can taste it, I can make it, say you will
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| (Say you will, say, say you will right now)
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| And we’ll get it started
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| (Say you will, say, say you will right now)
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| Yeah we’ll get it started
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| (Go on and say you will, say, say you will right now)
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| And we’ll get it started
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| (Say you will, say, say you will right now) |