| Now I know jealousy, I caught you talking to the real me
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| Can’t tell you how unhappy that shit makes me
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| If you hear him calling, promise you’ll ignore him
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| He’s kind of my enemy
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| Wherever I’m on to something good you see
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| He always waltzes in to spoil it for me
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| And I can see him starting, wanna break my heart then thats the way to do it
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| Glass bottomed ego, it’s still afloat but can’t you see the cracks
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| Appearing in the base?
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| There ain’t no ejector seat
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| When you’re longing for the sweet smell of self esteem
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| And you’ve got yourself as a back seat driver
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| Spilled the unspillable beans
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| And I’ve dreamed every single impossible dream
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| Just can’t remember any of the details
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| Let’s just have a buzz because by the time done, fucking beating myself up,
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| there’ll be nothing left to love
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| I feel like the sequel, you wanna see but you were kind of hoping
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| They would never make
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| Yeah I’m the mystery man, that’s been unmasked
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| I’m getting caught, in my own trap
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| I’m leaning in, to kiss the past goodbye
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| Yeah I’ll be leaving now, I’ll be making tracks
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| And I doubt that I’ll be coming back
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| Oh the night is young, baby make it last
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| Cause you know it’s growing up so fast
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| Glass bottomed ego, it’s still afloat but can’t you see the cracks
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| Appearing in the base? |