| You’re made of my rib or baby
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| You’re made of my sin
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| And I can’t tell where your lust ends
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| And where your love begins
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| I didn’t want to hurt you baby
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| I didn’t want to hurt you
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| I didn’t want to hurt you
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| But you’re pretty when you cry
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| And the moon gives me permission
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| And I enter through her eyes
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| She’s losing her virginity
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| And all her will to compromise
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| I didn’t want to hurt you baby
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| I didn’t want to hurt you
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| I didn’t want to hurt you
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| But you’re pretty when you cry
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| I didn’t want to fuck you baby
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| I didn’t want to fuck you
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| I didn’t want to fuck you
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| But you’re pretty when you’re mine
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| I didn’t really love you baby
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| I didn’t really love you
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| I didn’t really love you
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| But I’m pretty when I lie
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| You hurt me baby
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| I hurt you baby
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| If you knew how much I love you
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| You would run away
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| But when I treat you bad
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| It always makes you want to stay
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| I didn’t want to hurt you baby
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| I didn’t want to hurt you baby
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| I didn’t want to hurt you baby!
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| I didn’t want to hurt you baby! |