| I’ve been waiting patiently
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| For the crowd to gather in
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| To read out my demands
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| On the news this evening
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| I have not asked for much
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| But I want what I can’t afford
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| Just to find myself a mess
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| At the steps to her door
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| This situation is out of my hands
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| I am the cross-bearer in the cross-hairs
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| Come in and get me
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| This situation is out of my hands
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| I got a new prayer for a new plan
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| Come in and get me
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| I’m making all this up
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| As the eyes follow along
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| No lines between the dots
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| It’s the right time going wrong
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| We wanted something more
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| Than we could ever regret
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| And I don’t ever learn
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| But I know I forget
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| I know I forget
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| Didn’t the dogs get the scent
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| Do you kids get the sense I’ve come undone?
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| With all the love in the world
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| We’re still one foot in the grave
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| For the love of god
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| Put your sights on my heart
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| When all the eyes are upon me
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| I’m sure I’ll freeze to the spot
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| For the love of god
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| Put your sights on my heart
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| When it comes for us
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| Like I know it will
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| When it comes, it takes us in its arms
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| This situation is out of my hands
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| I am the cross-bearer in the cross-hairs
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| Come in and get me
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| Didn’t the dogs get the scent
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| Do you kids get the sense I’ve come undone? |