| Watch me, watch me
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| Darling, is it harder to see?
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| I know you’re watching, watching
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| While you sit grinding your teeth
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| Does it make it difficult knowing how I got away?
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| It’s time to celebrate
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| The talker’s got nothing to say
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| And now baby’s in the corner and he’s feeling embarrassed
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| Right or not, I made it from a long shot
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| I couldn’t see it from the bottom
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| But now he’s headed for a breakdown
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| It hurts, it hurts, doesn’t it?
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| Four years, four years
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| Making such a mess of my time
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| But it put me on the ladder
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| And I’ll climb it til I’m out of the ground
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| So, what’s the point in asking for another one?
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| And are you tired of running when the lights are done?
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| And now baby’s in the corner and he’s feeling embarrassed
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| Right or not, I made it from a long shot
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| I couldn’t see it from the bottom
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| But now he’s headed for a breakdown
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| Right or not, I made it through the hard part
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| I couldn’t see it from the cover
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| But now it’s sitting out in the open
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| It’s just a needle in the hay that you’re looking for
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| And you’re willing to search until the end
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| Right or not, I made it from a long shot
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| I couldn’t see it from the bottom
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| But now he’s headed for a breakdown
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| Right or not, I made it through the hard part
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| I couldn’t see it from the cover
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| But now it’s sitting out in the open |