| Here she comes, once again
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| I can still remember when
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| We were close as can be
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| Now she won’t acknowledge me
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| And it’s all the same
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| And I refuse to play your game
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| No matter what I do for you
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| I’m still to blame
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| Love is gone, so are you
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| You’ve got better things to do
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| Now I find in the end
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| I have lost my one true friend
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| But it’s all the same
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| And I refuse to play your game
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| No matter what I do for you
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| I’m still to blame
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| Mother’s a living thing
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| But sometimes she’s bad from forgiving things
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| But I would give anything
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| If a means to an end could be found
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| But it is all rushing
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| And I refuse to play your game
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| No matter what I do for you
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| I’m still to blame
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| Love is a heaven thing
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| But sometimes it’s cruel from deserving things
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| It’s only in certain things
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| It can be lost just as fast as it’s found
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| I feel tough, life is great
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| Good things come to those who wait
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| Now she’s gone and I find
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| Love is just a state of mind
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| But it’s all the same
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| And I refuse to play your game
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| No matter what I do for you
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| I’m still to blame |