| Angel teeth are underneath her lips and kisses
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| She won’t turn 30
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| Or ever hear our birthday wishes
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| And I dare you to tell her
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| Won’t you tell she was wrong?
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| And I dare you to wake-up
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| And pretend she isn’t gone
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| Now that girl in the mirror
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| She’s the one I miss the most
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| And she appears so much clearer
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| Tonight love becomes a ghost
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| To that girl in the mirror
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| Won’t you raise your glass and toast?
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| To the end of an era
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| Tonight love becomes a ghost
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| Angel tears and all your years were quite conceited
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| When the light goes out inside your eyes are you defeated?
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| Don’t you dare ever tell me Don’t you tell me I was wrong
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| Id rather keep sleeping
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| I’ll pretend she isn’t gone
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| Now that girl in the mirror
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| She’s the one I miss the most
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| And she appears so much clearer
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| Tonight love becomes a ghost
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| To that girl in the mirror
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| Won’t you raise your glass and toast?
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| To the end of and era
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| Tonight love becomes a ghost
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| And that girl in the mirror
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| She’s the one that I hate the most
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| And I’m beginning to fear her
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| Now that love’s become a ghost
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| As I age in the mirror
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| She reminds me that I’m close
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| She appears so much clearer
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| Tonight love becomes a ghost
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| She’s not dead she’s sleeping
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| Sleeping |