| Baby, we’re going down
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| Falling in love till we hit the ground
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| Now we’re all over
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| It’s like stuck in traffic
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| Stranded on a 405
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| Baby, it’s tragic
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| We ain’t gonna make it out alive
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| Baby, it’s over now
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| You can fill me full of bullet holes
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| And, baby, I can take it
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| Run me over with a freight train
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| 'Cause I don’t feel no pain
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| Call me names and play your games
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| Keep pounding on my door
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| 'Cause my heart don’t break no more
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| Well, you gave me your best shot
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| But I’m still standing here
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| Is that all you got?
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| Now tell me are we done here?
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| Baby, it’s over now
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| You can run me over with a steamroller
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| And I’ll bounce back again
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| Light me up with gasoline
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| And I’ll survive the flames
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| Call me names and play your games
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| Keep pounding on my door
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| 'Cause my heart don’t break no more
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| So many times I wish that I could fly away from you
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| This is my metropolis and I’m bulletproof
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| You can fill me full of bullet holes
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| And, baby, I can take it
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| Run me over with a freight train
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| 'Cause I don’t feel no pain
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| Can call me names and play your games
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| Keep pounding on my door
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| 'Cause my heart don’t break no more
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| 'Cause my heart don’t break no more
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| And my heart don’t break no more |