| I saw her today, I saw her face.
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| It was a face I loved, and I knew,
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| I had to run away
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| And get down on my knees and pray
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| That they'd go away.
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| But still they begin,
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| Needles and pins.
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| Because of all my pride
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| The tears I gotta hide.
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| Oh, I thought I was smart, I won her heart.
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| Didn't think I'd do, but now you see,
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| She's worse to him than me.
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| Let her go ahead and take his love instead.
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| And one day she will see just how to say -
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| Please, and get down on her knees.
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| That's how they begin.
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| She'll feel those needles and pins
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| Hurtin' her, hurtin' her.
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| Why can't I stop and tell myself I'm wrong,
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| I'm wrong, so wrong,
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| Why can't I stand up and tell myself I'm strong.
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| Because I saw her today, I saw her face,
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| It was a face I loved, and I knew,
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| I had to run away
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| And get down on my knees and pray,
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| That they'd go away.
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| But still they begin,
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| Needles and pins.
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| Because of all my pride
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| The tears I gotta hide.
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| Oh, needles and pins.
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| Needles and pins.
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| Needles and pins.
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| Needles and pins. |