| Every thought that I repent
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| There’s another chip you haven’t spent
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| And you’re cashing them all in
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| Where do we begin to get clean again
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| Can we get clean again
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| I walk home alone with you
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| And the mood you’re born into
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| Sometimes you let me in
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| And I take it on the chin
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| I can’t get clean again
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| I want to know, can we get clean again
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| The god of wine comes crashing through the headlights of a car
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| That took you farther than you thought you’d ever want to go
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| We can’t get back again
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| We can’t get back again
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| She takes a drink and then she waits
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| The alcohol it permeates
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| And soon the cells give way, and cancels out the day
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| I can’t keep it all together
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| I know, I know, I know, I know
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| I can’t keep it all together
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| And the siren’s song that is your madness
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| Holds a truth I can’t erase
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| All alone on your face
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| Every glamorous sunrise
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| Throws the planets out of line
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| A star sign out of whack, a fraudulent zodiac
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| And the God of Wine is crouched down in my room
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| You let me down, I said it, now I’m going down
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| And you’re not even around
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| And I said no no no …
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| I can’t keep it all together
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| I know, I know, I know, I know
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| I can’t keep it all together
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| And there’s a memory of a window
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| Looking through I see you
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| Searching for something I could never give you
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| And there’s someone who understands
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| You more than I do
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| A sadness I can’t erase
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| All alone on your face |