| Baby, I’d be scared if I were you
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| You know they got your number on the wall
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| Everybody’s waiting for your move
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| And it’s a long way down
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| They’re creeping in the margins of your paper
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| And seeping in the edges of your town
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| No one knows what happened to the neighbors
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| And it’s a long way down
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| But don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| Don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| And every time it rains I get the feeling
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| Got a little hole above my head
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| One more drop comes falling through the ceiling
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| And it’s a long way down
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| So don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| Don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| Oh, no, no
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| Don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| Don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| Oh, you got to be goddamn kidding me
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| This ain’t what I need
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| Please just let me be, oh
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| So take a little moment to remember
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| And build a little fort around your bed
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| No one’s seen the likes of you before
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| And they’re a long way down
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| Don’t let them fuck with your heart
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| Oh, you got to be goddamn kidding me
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| Kidding, kidding
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| Please just
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| Oh, can you let me be? |