| It was the best of times, the worst of crimes
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| I struck a match and blew your mind
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| But I didn’t mean it
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| And you didn’t see it
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| The ties were black, the lies were white
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| In shades of gray in candlelight
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| I wanted to leave him
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| I needed a reason
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| «X» marks the spot where we fell apart
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| He poisoned the well, I was lyin' to myself
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| I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed
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| We never had a shotgun shot in the dark
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| You were drivin' the getaway car
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| We were flyin', but we’d never get far
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| Don’t pretend it’s such a mystery
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| Think about the place where you first met me
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| Ridin' in a getaway car
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| There were sirens in the beat of your heart
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| Should’ve known I’d be the first to leave
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| Think about the place where you first met me
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| In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh
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| No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh
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| No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
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| It was the great escape, the prison break
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| The light of freedom on my face
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| But you weren’t thinkin'
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| And I was just drinkin'
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| While he was runnin' after us, I was screamin', «Go, go, go!»
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| But with three of us, honey, it’s a sideshow
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| And a circus ain’t a love story
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| And now we’re both sorry (We're both sorry)
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| «X» marks the spot where we fell apart
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| He poisoned the well, every man for himself
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| I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed
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| It hit you like a shotgun shot to the heart
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| You were drivin' the getaway car
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| We were flyin', but we’d never get far
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| Don’t pretend it’s such a mystery
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| Think about the place where you first met me
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| Ridin' in a getaway car
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| There were sirens in the beat of your heart
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| Should’ve known I’d be the first to leave
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| Think about the place where you first met me
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| In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh
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| No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh
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| No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
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| We were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde
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| Until I switched to the other side
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| To the other si-i-i-i-ide
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| It’s no surprise I turned you in
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| 'Cause us traitors never win
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| I’m in a getaway car
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| I left you in a motel bar
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| Put the money in a bag and I stole the keys
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| That was the last time you ever saw me
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| Drivin' the getaway car
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| We were flyin', but we’d never get far
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| Don’t pretend it’s such a mystery
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| Think about the place where you first met me
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| Ridin' in a getaway car
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| There were sirens in the beat of your heart
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| Should’ve known I’d be the first to leave
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| Think about the place where you first met me
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| In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh
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| No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh
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| No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
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| I was ridin' in a getaway car
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| I was cryin' in a getaway car
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| I was dyin' in a getaway car
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| Said goodbye in a getaway car
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| Ridin' in a getaway car
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| I was cryin' in a getaway car
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| I was dyin' in a getaway car
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| Said goodbye in a getaway car |