| So let me get this story straight,
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| This was just a chance you had to take
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| Did I even cross your mind?
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| This will be the last time you cross mine
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| We were thick as thieves,
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| Just like a thief you stole the best of me
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| White lies and what lies in between
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| Whoa, for Heaven’s sake I see right through you,
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| Whoa, I’ve got secrets too
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| You’re the gun,
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| And I can be your bullet you bite down on
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| Take your best shot 'cause you only get one
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| Marionette,
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| Are your strings tied tight for proper movement?
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| Take a deep, deep breath,
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| I’m dying just to wrap these strings around your neck
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| But I’ll stitch my eyes wide open
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| 'Cause I don’t want to miss the look on your face
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| When I drive away
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| You know you’re sharp
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| But sharp just doesn’t cut it anymore
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| I’ll show you a side of me you’ve never seen before
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| Whoa, for Heaven’s sake I see right through you,
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| Whoa, I’ve got secrets too
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| You’re the gun,
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| And I can be your bullet you bite down on
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| Take your best shot 'cause you only get one
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| Blame it all on bottoms up,
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| And all the boys that kept filling your cup
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| I love the way you say
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| You don’t remember anything
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| Whoa, for Heaven’s sake I see right through you,
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| Whoa, I’ve got secrets too
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| You’re the gun,
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| And I can be your bullet you bite down on
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| Take your best shot 'cause you only get one |