| Did you lie through your teeth? |
| Did you lie in the dark?
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start?
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| Who slammed the door with a stupid, glib remark?
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| Who started the next operation on our hearts?
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| There is no cushion, feel nothing at all
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| When you’re too tired to beg, I’m unwilling to crawl
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| So either you’ve got too big or I’ve always been too small
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| That means I would lose your hand, but I’m scared
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| Scared that I might fall, so
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| Let me lie through my teeth, let me lie in the dark
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| On this side of the bed where the argument start
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| Yes, I slammed the door with a stupid, glib remark
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| Who started the next operation on our hearts?
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| A slap in the face, it could come to that soon
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| Look out, sweep by me say, «Please don’t come into the room»
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| I won’t hesitate, I won’t let you make me lose
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| So don’t come into my rage 'cause I’m scared
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| Scared what I might do, just
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| Let me lie through my teeth, let me lie in the dark
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| Miles away from the bed where the argument starts
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| Look, I’ve stopped my own mouth, I’ve stopped making remarks
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| But please, no more operations on my heart, on my heart
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start?
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start?
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start?
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start?
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start?
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| Which side of the bed did the argument start? |