| My heart was gold
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| And I feel it coming in waves now
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| Something we’re trying to save now
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| There’s no doubt
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| Your heart was cold
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| It’s easy to see from the outside
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| But Sixth Street and spring out at South By
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| I was so down
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| I told you I want something else
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| To get me through this semi-charmed kinda life
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| Baby, baby, I want something else
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| I’m not listening when you say goodbye
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| My heart is gold
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| So stop trying act like an angel
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| I’m trying hard to not hate you
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| You’re out your mind
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| Your heart is cold
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| Like oh, matter of fact 'cause like, when I look back
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| Could have used a straight jacket
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| You’re crazy like crazy, tell no lie
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| Oh, I’m the shit, yeah, I know
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| Easy come, easy go
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| Check, I’m good on my own
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| Still she blowing up my phone
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| I don’t want you anymore
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| You just gotta let me go
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| You’ll regret the things you did
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| When, girl, you’re lying there alone
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| I want something else
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| To get me through this semi-charmed kinda life
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| Baby, baby, I want something else
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| I’m not listening when you say goodbye
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| Okay, you win some, you dim sum
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| I’m solo in my kingdom
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| More dough than Homer Simpson
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| And I, I want something else
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| Can’t stay, now I gotta go
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| Took abuse from bae, no Guantanamo
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| Gotta jump ship, real quick, go Geronimo
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| I can’t help myself, I told you
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| I want something else
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| To get me through this semi-charmed kinda life
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| Baby, baby, I want something else
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| I’m not listening when you say goodbye
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| I want something else
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| I want something else
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| Semi-charmed kinda life |