| I stayed awake that night and swore
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| You’d be inside my head no more
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| Your vanity’s a certain crime
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| As days of wine and roses fade
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| Destined to haunt till end of days
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| These things don’t matter much ‘til I
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| Find out that all mistakes were mine
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| You know how I am prone to miss
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| The simplest and the obvious
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| It does no good to try and remind
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| I’ve done myself quite in this time
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| And yet, you were never phased
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| How could you not detest this change?
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| That’s when I let go the lie
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| Found out that your mistakes were mine
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| The mistakes were mine
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| The mistakes were mine
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| The mistakes were mine
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| I viewed your subtle move to beguile
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| As just a vain attempt at style
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| The dark is captured best with my
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| My camera’s shortest shutter time
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| And yet, you were never phased
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| How could you not detest this change?
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| That’s when I let go the lie
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| Found out that your mistakes were mine
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| The mistakes were mine
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| The mistakes were mine
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| The mistakes were mine |