| I’m left here emotionless
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| I taste the colors, of your skin
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| It may be safe to say that I’ve gone astray
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| And I would do it again if you let me have my way
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| If I could slip you out of your lingerie
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| If I could slip you out of your clothes
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| I’d find a way to make excuses for the way I behaved
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| And I’d lie through my teeth, until the dust had settled evenly
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| Sick, sad eyes (why don’t we talk about it?)
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| Compromise
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| Sick, sad eyes (why don’t we talk about it?)
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| Compromise
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| Close, your eyes. |
| I’ll take you home
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| When one last kiss will not suffice
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| Close, your eyes. |
| I’ll take you home
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| When one last kiss, it brings the death of me
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| Close, your eyes
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| I’ll take you home but just one kiss will not suffice
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| I want you broken on the floor for just one night
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| I’ll take you home and let your body take what’s left of me
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| Close, your eyes
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| I’ll take you home but just a kiss will not suffice
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| I want you broken on the floor for just one night
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| So spread your legs, I’ll let my instincts get the best of me
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| Sick, sad eyes (why don’t we talk about it?)
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| Compromise
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| Sick, sad eyes (why don’t we talk about it?)
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| Compromise
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| Close, your eyes. |
| I’ll take you home
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| When one last kiss will not suffice
|
| Close, your eyes. |
| I’ll take you home
|
| When one last kiss, it brings the death of me
|
| Close, your eyes (why don’t we talk about it?)
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| Close, your eyes
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| When one last kiss, it brings the death of me
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| (Why don’t we talk about it…) |