| My folks, they left the TV on
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| I was falling in love years before I ever met someone
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| Like a prayer, you don’t expect an answer
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| Though you ask for one
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| And sure my love would come along
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| Like some little bird and only I would recognize its home
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| Like the actors I seen on the television
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| With the stage lights on
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| What I found was a gamble
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| You threw yourself in with me
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| Made a cross and you lit a candle
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| But we were only strangers cornered in a dark room
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| Projecting slides of cozy lives on the wall
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| In the dark I thought I saw you
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| Or was it nothing at all
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| Of everyone I ever knew
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| I’m giving it all to you
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| I’m asking everything in return
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| And I have nothing left to lose
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| I’ll get it back through you
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| And take your offer
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| It’s time I wake and I’m still alive
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| Now in my expiration date imagine my surprise
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| Some backwards take on the book of Job
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| His life was a wager and mine’s a joke
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| Give him what he wants, he will never know
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| He’s tired of trying to let himself go
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| Of everyone I ever knew
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| I’ve gotten used to you
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| I’ve grown attached to you being here
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| With everyone I ever knew
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| I’ve learned to count on you
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| As my own fingers
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| Of everyone I ever knew
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| I’ve gotten close to you
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| I’ve grown attached to you being here
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| With everyone I ever knew
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| I’ve learned to count on you
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| As my own fingers |