| I think I know a way
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| Around this mess we’re in
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| But you’ll have to think about me for a while
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| Like your long lost friend
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| Cause you see, I see right through you
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| Past the smile to the truth that’s hard to hold
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| Like the secrets of your rival
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| That paints them like a fool
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| You look just like a million dollars
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| But I think that you’re nearly almost spent
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| And you’re dying on the inside
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| You’re lying on the inside
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| But don’t fall apart
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| We can start again
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| Walls and cannonballs
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| Make unlikely friends
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| It seems they’re destined to keep the other out
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| Or knock the other down
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| All they’d have to do is nothing
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| But maybe sleep a little late
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| And agree to let the other be
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| To twist their likely fate
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| You look just like a million dollars
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| But I think that you’re nearly almost spent
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| And you’re dying on the inside
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| You’re lying on the inside
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| But don’t fall apart
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| We can start again
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| You look just like a million dollars, baby
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| But I think that you’re nearly almost spent
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| And you’re dying on the inside
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| Yeah, you’re lonely on the inside
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| You look just like a million dollars
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| But I think that you’re nearly almost spent
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| And you’re dying on the inside
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| Yeah, you’re lying on the inside
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| But don’t fall apart |