| You can take your eyes off your phone,
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| Cos from here on in you’re on your own.
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| Don’t you lay your hands on me,
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| Cos I am bowing out so gracefully.
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| You wanted to be me
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| And now the world will see
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| You saw me coming from a mile away,
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| I wish you’d told me bout the games you play.
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| Yeah I’ll run back and forth
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| You’re such a whore
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| But now I’ve got the ball.
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| Hey who would have thought.
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| You look pathetic when you beg.
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| Now to me you are completely dead.
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| And you’ve got such a pretty face,
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| Shame you have to hide it in disgraced.
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| And now you’ve filled my place
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| Oh you are so two faced.
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| You saw me coming from a mile away,
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| I wish you’d told me bout the games you play.
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| Yeah I’ll run back and forth
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| You’re such a whore
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| But now I’ve got the ball over in my court.
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| Hey who would have thought |