| I’m the boy that looks excited
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| I’m the boy that’s gonna fall apart
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| Candyfloss, a plot device
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| I’m the boy that eats his heart out
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| I know I should be more careful
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| I know I should watch where I’ve been
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| Candyfloss, she’s a safe cracker
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| She kissed me first and then broke in
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| We slip and slide on the stay-together landmine
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| I make my mind up to never be myself
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| And every time I make a rhyme
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| I live my life for someone else
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| Oh-whoa-whoa
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| Oh-whoa-whoa
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| Oh-whoa-whoa
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| She’s in the kitchen
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| With bitter diamond drunk
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| (She's in the way)
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| I’m on the sofa
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| (I'm in the way)
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| Hoping she leaves that punk
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| 'cause
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| I’m the boy with the poetry power
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| I’m the boy, smells like flowers
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| Every time I make a rhyme
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| I live my life like I wasn’t invited
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| Oh-whoa-whoa
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| She’s in the way
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| I’m in the way
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| I’m the boy that looks excited
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| I’m the boy that’s gonna fall apart
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| Candyfloss, she kissed me first
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| And I’m the boy, don’t get me started
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| I know I should be more careful
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| I know I should watch where I’ve been
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| Candyfloss, she’s a safe cracker
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| She kissed me first, then broke in
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| Oh-whoa-whoa |