| You’re like a rock to a stone
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| So tell me, how can you break a broken soul?
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| I don’t wanna feel no more
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| Baby, baby, I just wanna be adored
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| And something’s telling me that you’re no rose
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| Come along, little sister, ghost to ghost
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| You’re a backstabber, gold chaser
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| You got demons in your dream catcher
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| Wave the flag, don’t burn me down
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| Don’t burn me down
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| You’re a solid gold digger at your height
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| You been a backstabber all your life
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| Yeah, you can’t help yourself
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| You love the thrill of something that’s not yours
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| That’s why you’re back knocking at my door
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| Oh, baby, baby, you just love to be adored
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| And something’s telling me that you’re no rose
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| Come along, little sister, ghost to ghost
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| You’re a backstabber, gold chaser
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| You got demons in your dream catcher
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| Wave the flag, don’t turn me down
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| Don’t burn me down
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| You’re a solid gold digger at your height
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| You been a backstabber all your life
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| You been a backstabber all your life
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| Wave the flag, don’t burn me down
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| Don’t burn me down
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| You’re a solid gold digger at your height
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| You been a backstabber all your life |