| Yesterday’s dinner’s haunting me today
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| Blades in my stomach spinning
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| I awake with a fear of
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| Hiding by the stress of your love
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| I won’t return your calls until he lets out
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| Oh, just one more season, you will be good
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| Tonight, oh, don’t even, don’t even try
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| 'Cause when I’m concentrating on making statements
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| I will fool you into thinking we’re fine
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| Yeah, fool you, fool you, fool you into thinking we’re fine
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| Until you start to feel something outside
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| Yeah, well you alone can visualize
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| Not worth the misery, a sordid history
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| Years of revelry, we converse endlessly
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| Those powdered lips that say you cry
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| You start to feel something outside
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| Tonight, oh, don’t even, don’t even try
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| It’s the that was mistaken
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| For an earnest heartfelt evening
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| From holding this hallucination
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| Couldn’t help but notice your eyes are losing focus
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| Such magnetism, now you’re opposed
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| But if you’re not begging for it then it’s not yours
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| Once dependent, now no signs of withdrawal
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| Not worth the misery, a sordid history
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| Years of revelry, we converse endlessly
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| Those powdered lips that say you cry
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| Well, you start to feel something outside
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| Tonight, oh, don’t even, don’t even, don’t
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| Please talk softly now, no need to scream
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| The raise in decibels seems obscene
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| Please talk softly now, no need to scream
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| The raise in decibels seems obscene
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| Tonight, well tonight, you’ve sold everything
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| You’ve been told, I apologize |