| I’ve been fumbling with your heart strings
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| And that’s good enough for me
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| And if I’ve rained on one of your hours
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| Then I know I must been working
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| Try it on for size my darling
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| See what a man you can make of me
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| I will eventually haunt you
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| And you’ll eventually will be my queen
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| And I’ll be with you through
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| The dark so that you do not
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| Go through the dark alone
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| Or on your own
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| I’ve been down Biloxi Parish
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| And that’s all the same for me
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| I found that nothing truly matters
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| That you cannot find for free
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| I love you more than can I tell you
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| When you pass through from this world
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| I hope you ask to take me with you
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| Or that I won’t have to wait too long
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| But until then I’ll be with you through the dark
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| Yes, until then I’ll be with you through the dark
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| And who else can say that about you, baby
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| Who else can say that about you, now
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| And who else can take all your blood and your curses
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| Nobody I seen you hanging around
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| Seen you hanging around
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| And all of our heroes were failures or ghosts
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| Burned out in brilliant explosions alone
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| And all of the blood and the sweat that they gave
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| Well, we took it all and we threw it away
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| And who else can say that about you, baby
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| Who else can say that about you, now
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| And who else can take all your blood and your curses
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| Nobody I seen you hanging around
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| Seen you hanging around
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| And who else can say that about you, baby
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| Who else can say that about you, now
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| Who else can take all your blood and your curses
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| Nobody I seen you hanging around
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| Seen you hanging around |