| This ain’t Hollywood, life is never that good
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| She won’t come back with love in her sack
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| Not a single picture of you in her wallet
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| The letters you wrote aren’t pinned up her bed
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| Some’s got a pain in the eyes
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| Some are happy
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| Don’t try to lie
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| Cause i know I’m right, you’re in the first category
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| Locked up in your room, well they say you are lazy
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| Well, if you were lazy you wouldn’t be
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| Digging your grave, oh, just in case
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| You would’ve died of being lonely
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| Some’s got a pain in the eyes
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| Some are happy
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| Don’t try to lie
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| Cause i know I’m right, you’re in the first category
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| Some’s got a pain in the eyes
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| Some are happy
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| Don’t try to lie
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| Cause i know I’m right, you’re in the first category
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| Well, I admit it looks a bit like Hollywood
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| And life would be better if I would
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| This ain’t useless and this ain’t fake
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| So try to be the one, for god’s sake
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| Some’s got a pain in the eyes
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| Some are happy
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| Don’t try to lie
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| Cause i know I’m right, you’re in the first category
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| Some’s got a pain in the eyes
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| Some are happy
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| Don’t try to lie
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| Cause I wasn’t right, you’re in the second category |