| We were crazy to think
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| Crazy to think that this could work
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| Remember how I said I'd die for you?
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| We were stupid to jump
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| In the ocean separating us
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| Remember how I'd lie to you?
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| And I can't talk to you when you're like this
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| Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town
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| I'm New York City, I'd still do it for you, babe
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| They all warned us about times like this
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| They say the road gets hard and you get lost
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| When you're led by blind faith, blind faith
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| But we might just get away with it
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| Religion's in your lips
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| Even if it's a false god
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| We'd still worship
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| We might just get away with it
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| The altar is my hips
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| Even if it's a false god
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| We'd still worship this love
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| We'd still worship this love
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| We'd still worship this love
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| I know heaven's a thing
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| I go there when you touch me, honey
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| Hell is when I fight with you
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| But we can patch it up good
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| Make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness
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| Got the wine for you
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| And you can't talk to me when I'm like this
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| Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you
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| You're the West Village
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| You still do it for me, babe
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| They all warned us about times like this
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| They say the road gets hard and you get lost
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| When you're led by blind faith, blind faith
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| But we might just get away with it
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| Religion's in your lips
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| Even if it's a false god
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| We'd still worship
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| We might just get away with it
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| The altar is my hips
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| Even if it's a false god
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| We'd still worship this love
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| We'd still worship this love
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| We'd still worship this love, ah
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| Still worship this love
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| Even if it's a false god
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| Even if it's a false god
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| Still worship this love |