| Can’t you see?
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| I wanted to be just what you wanted from me
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| But the more I try
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| The less you spoke but the more you lied
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| Now we’re over
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| I tried to cut myself in two
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| Replace you, lover
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| And reacquaint myself with the me before the you
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| The last time
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| I changed too, please
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| The last time
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| You’ll find me on my knees
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| The last time
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| I changed too, please
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| The last time
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| You’ll find me on my knees
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| Look at me now
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| I can dance better than any man
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| I’m a loaded gun
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| A five-year-old with a master plan
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| The old me’s back
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| I don’t have to hold words on my tongue
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| No fear of attack
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| The mad queen in tight jeans has gone
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| (Find me lover)
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| To be the one that you must rely on
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| (Find me lover)
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| To be the one that you must rely on
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| (Find me lover)
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| To be the one that you must rely on
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| (All the way 'round)
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| I would’ve changed my ways with you before you’d gone
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| The last time
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| I changed too, please
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| The last time
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| You’ll find me on my knees
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| The last time
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| I changed too, please
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| The last time
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| You’ll find me on my knees
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| I look back now
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| I see a fool who’s tugged along a lead
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| For too long
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| I’d have been taken for a walk without a feed
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| Now I’ve learned
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| I can smell neurosis on any neck
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| (Once burnt twice shy with a spring in every step.)
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| (All the way 'round)
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| I would have changed my ways with you before you’d gone
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| The last time
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| I changed too, please
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| The last time
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| You’ll find me on my knees
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| The last time
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| I changed too, please
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| The last time
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| You’ll find me on my knees |