| We know, we can’t fight it,
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| We’re a mess, but we like it,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tip toe when you chase me,
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| Turn around, you can’t make me,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tightrope, tightrope.
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| Shot me like a bee sting,
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| You know,
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| Poison is my everything,
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| And it, doesn’t hurt so bad,
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| I’m past the point and never turning back,
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| Hit you like a bulls-eye,
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| I throw, pretty daggers in disguise,
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| And you know I never miss,
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| I guess you like it when it’s dangerous.
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| We know, we can’t fight it,
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| We’re a mess, but we like it,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tip toe when you chase me,
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| Turn around, you can’t make me,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tightrope, tightrope.
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| Sinking in quicksand, I am,
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| Silly putty in your hands,
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| And you, are my Kryptonite,
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| You always seem to bring me back to life,
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| Get a little whiplash,
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| It’s like, every time before we crash,
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| And we’re stuck in déjà vu,
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| Here’s to hating what is loving you.
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| We know, we can’t fight it,
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| We’re a mess, but we like it,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tip toe when you chase me,
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| Turn around, you can’t make me,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tightrope, tightrope.
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| Oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh,
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| Like a tightrope.
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| Oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh,
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| Like a tightrope.
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| Oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh,
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| Oh, oh,
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| Like a tightrope.
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| Oh, oh.
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| We know, we can’t fight it,
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| We’re a mess, but we like it,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin, you, lovin, you,
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| Tip toe when you chase me,
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| Turn around, you can’t make me,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
|
| We know, we can’t fight it,
|
| We’re a mess, but we like it,
|
| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope.
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| Tip toe when you chase me,
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| Turn around, you can’t make me,
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| And I won’t let it go,
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| Lovin' you is like walking on a tightrope. |