| You lost out, tied down
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| Red letters, they fall and hit the ground
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| But I won’t let them in the way
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| I strike out, sit down
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| Spark another up and take a bow
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| 'Cause they’re not getting in today
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| 'Cause what I would do for you
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| Is more than you’ll ever know
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| Is more than you’ll ever need to know
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| Dark streets, cold hands
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| Winter falls but I can’t meet demands
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| I’m living on the other side
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| Hard life, hard lives
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| A shoebox filled with cash and no surprise
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| That I’ma be home late tonight
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| 'Cause what I would do for you
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| Is more than you’ll ever know
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| Is more than you’ll evr need to know
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| What I would do for you
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| Is more than I’ll ever show
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| It’s mor than I’ll ever care to show
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| If it all falls down
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| Will you be around to pick the pieces up I left behind?
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| It it all falls down
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| Will you still be there waiting for me on the other side?
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| 'Cause what I would do for you
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| Is more than you’ll ever know
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| Is more than you’ll ever need to know
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| What I would do for you
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| Is more than I’ll ever show
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| It’s more than I’ll ever care to show
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| What I would do for you
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| Is more than you’ll ever know |