| My head wouldn’t give a second thought
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| About telling me what to do
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| My feet wouldn’t give another inch
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| If they were giving it up to you
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| I’m on the highwire, yelling burn fire
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| My heart wouldn’t have another chance
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| After all that I’ve been through
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| My hands wouldn’t give enough away
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| I’ve given it all to you
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| I’m on the highwire, yelling burn fire
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| My heart is in a shroud, sun goes up and down
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| I’ve been here all afternoon
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| My head is in the clouds, faith goes up and down
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| I could use a talking to
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| About you, about you
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| Oh baby give me one more chance
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| My soul wouldn’t give another year
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| I’m almost thirty-two
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| My eyes wouldn’t give another tear
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| I’ve given them all to you and.
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| I’m on the highwire, yelling burn fire
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| My heart is in a shroud, sun goes up and down
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| I’ve been sleeping way past noon
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| My head is in the clouds, faith goes up and down
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| I could use a talking to
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| About you, about you
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| About you, about you |