| You sit by the window
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| Watching the wind blow his childish affection
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| In every direction
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| He screams when you whisper
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| Laughs when you cry
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| But this voice inside you
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| Keeps you from asking him why
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| You wanna see how far he’ll take it
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| Shine as you come to heel
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| You wanna see how long you can fake it
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| Knowing you’d better
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| I bet you’d look real pretty
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| If you’d lay off the self-pity
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| I like to disturb you
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| I like to dig into your meaningless phrases
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| Your various faces
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| I love to talk dirty
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| I love to make fun
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| But it’s hard when I’m staring into the barrel of your gun
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| I wanna see how far I can make it
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| Shine as I come to heel
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| I wanna be someone, I won’t fake it
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| And don’t you tell me
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| I bet you’d look real pretty
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| If you’d stop trying to be witty
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| Watch your tongue now girl
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| And let the boys…
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| I can’t keep quiet… |