| What are you really after?
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| What are you hoping to gain?
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| If nothing has ever pleased you
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| What makes you think you’ve changed?
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| You’re running in circles, darling
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| From bed back to bed
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| Tell me what you’re really after
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| Then, baby, just rest your head
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| Who are you really after?
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| Who you trying to find?
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| Who is that certain someone
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| That’s kept you awake all those nights?
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| You think it’s just puzzle pieces
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| But they never fit right
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| If you can’t see who you’re really after
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| Then, baby, you’re blind
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| Why are you always searching?
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| Why are you always undone?
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| You lurk in the darkest corners
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| Awaiting some heavenly ascension
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| You know you won’t find any liquor
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| Or that stuff your friend does
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| But c’mon, we’ve all had our stumbles
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| And some nights it almost feels like love
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| It feels like love
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| Now, now, now
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| It feels like love
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| So what are you really after?
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| Who are you trying to find?
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| Why are you so hard on yourself?
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| It’s only life, and its only tonight
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| I’ll pick up a six-pack at last call
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| We’ll stay up drinking in bed
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| You could tell me what you’re really after
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| Then, baby, just rest your head
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| Just rest your head
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| Now, now, now
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| Just rest your head
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| C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, just rest your head
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| Just rest your head
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| Just rest your head |