| We don’t admit it but we never seen eye to eye
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| My hobby’s moaning and yours is making money
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| It’s always a shock when old friends pass by But with you its no death in the family
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| Lets not talk about hate when there’s hell to pay
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| For my cowardice and your bad timing
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| We don’t admit it but we never seen eye to eye
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| But its not through a lack of trying
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| It was the perfect disease we had
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| Something to argue and scream about
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| Who do I see about contracting it back?
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| And locking it somewhere it cant get ripped out
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| It was the perfect disease we had
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| And its absence lies a painful fact
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| We all need someone to drive us mad
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| I didn’t say it but you never were the honest type
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| You tried to fabricate a bedtime story
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| And now I miss those games we had of Jekyll and Hyde
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| Ever since the day that we parted company
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| Don’t send a helping hand
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| I need a battering ram
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| To beat the reasons that I miss you so sorely
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| We didn’t say it but we never saw eye to eye
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| Now life is carefree and equally as boring
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| It was the perfect disease we had
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| Something to argue and scream about
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| Who can I see about contracting it back?
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| And locking it somewhere it can’t get ripped out
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| It was the perfect disease we had
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| And in its absence lies a painful fact
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| We all need someone to drive us mad
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| I need you in the TV
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| I need you on the train
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| I need you every single which way
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| I need you in the mirrors
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| I need you in my bed
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| I needed you to wreck my head
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| I need you in the TV
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| I need you on the train
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| I need you just to stand in my way
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| I need you in the mirrors
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| I need you in my bed
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| It was the perfect disease we had
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| Something to argue and scream about
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| Who can I see about contracting it back?
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| And locking it somewhere it can’t get ripped out
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| It was the perfect disease we had |