| Don’t count on me again
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| I’ll obsess on our encounters
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| I want us to be friends
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| I’m not hopeless, helpless
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| Or begging you to stay
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| It’s just turning out that way
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| I’ve mapped out your lie
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| and you aren’t good for me
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| but I’ll follow all your orders
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| and you can’t have all of me
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| While I sit back and think of how I used to be
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| There ain’t nothing left to do but dream
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| What if all these fantasies come rushing in at night
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| but it’s just to far for the ancient to allow
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| And I’m trapped at home just waiting for you to call
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| I know it’s over now
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| Don’t count on me again
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| I’ll obsess on our encounters
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| I want us to be friends
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| I’m not hopeless, helpless
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| Or begging you to stay
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| It’s just turning out way |