| As I sit all alone in my lair, I start to see clear, mmm, about how it all
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| began…
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| I admit that I might be at fault, the one to blame for it all;
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| You were so innocent…
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| I lured you in slowly, by bits and pieces;
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| I never thought you’d win all of me, just bits and pieces…
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| We went through a phase, we grew better by the day
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| But things got out of hand…
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| And maybe, you’d still be my lady if I’d not been so hasty
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| And took an axe to our well-made plans…
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| We fell apart, slowly, by bits and pieces
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| And it left my heart totally in bits and pieces…
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| I lured you in, slowly, by bits and pieces
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| Never thinking you would win all of me, just bits and pieces…
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| Now I must find someone new;
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| Won’t be love, but it will do…
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| It eased the pain, slowly, by bits and pieces;
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| You’ll never be replaced, not totally, just a few bits and pieces…
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| They’ll come look for you, slowly gathering the clues, by bits and pieces
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| But they’ll never find you, not totally, just a few scattered bits and pieces… |