| Well he told me didn’t know me that well
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| If only he knew he was my lion and I was his gazelle
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| The circumstances drew the line
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| I was never his and he was never mine
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| Well it’s a roller-coaster ride
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| It’s a fortune teller’s life
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| It’s a dream that I had in black and white
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| Make a wish on a star tonight
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| I shoot him once
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| I shoot him twice
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| I couldn’t help it the bullets flew out of my mouth
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| And he got angry and all I cared about was being right
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| Oh, I apologize
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| Cause it’s a roller-coaster ride
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| It’s a fortune teller’s life
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| It’s a dream that I had in black and white
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| Hush my darling sweet dreams tonight
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| People come and people go
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| I’ll miss you, I want you to know
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| But, oh, how pride it gets in the way
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| Though we never speak in my heart you will remain
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| Cause all I want is to know for sure
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| That when I die I lived the best that I could
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| We’re all falling down the rabbit hole
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| So hold my hand and never let it go
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| And the pages they are always turning
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| As we watch the towers burning
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| Well it’s fast times, it’s fucked-up times, it’s beautiful times, and it’s good,
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| good times
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| Oh, good times
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| Good, good times |