| I wouldn’t put my bets on me if I were you
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| I bet you’d find I’m not as balanced as I seem
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| I need to redecorate at least a hundred thousand times a day
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| Can’t let anything take root
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| And loving me you’d always be a slave to this confusion
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| So if I’m on the way to your heart
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| If I’m on the way to your heart
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| Send my best to your heart
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| If I’m on the way to your heart
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| Heaven help you
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| Some day you’ll ask me what’s the source of this despair
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| I might as well just turn my back on you and leave
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| 'Cause it’s the same damn thing every time I try to fill somebody in
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| Too many words is silence
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| And loving me you’d always be a slave to this frustration
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| And I would be the unknown quantity in your equation
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| So if I’m on the way to your heart
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| If I’m on the way to your heart
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| Send my best to your heart
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| If I’m on the way to your heart
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| Heaven help you
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| I’d love to love you tomorrow too
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| But I’m unable to promise to be there for you
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| Reflecting’s got me freaking
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| And you can’t speed up the solving
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| I only hope
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| I hope to love you tomorrow too
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| Now you should heed these words if you care about yourself
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| And try to reason do you dare play this wicked game
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| If you get too involved then you know you’ve got an awful lot to lose
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| In the end you’ll be alone
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| 'Cause loving me you’ll always be a slave to this frustration
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| And I will be the unknown quantity in you equation
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| So if I’m on the way to your heart
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| If I’m on the way to your heart
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| Send my best to your heart
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| If I’m on the way to your heart
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| Heaven help you
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| I’d love to love you tomorrow too
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| But I’m unable to promise to be there for you
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| Reflecting’s got me freaking
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| And you can’t speed up the solving
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| I only hope
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| I hope to love you tomorrow too |