| A year ago today, oh, nothing was the same
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| And I was sure it was too late
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| Thought I was a goner, dusty and downtrodden
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| Too forgotten to forsake
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| Have you ever made a great mistake?
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| Have you ever made a great escape?
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| Oh, you turned me all around
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| Till I thought that up was down
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| When you lied so slyly to my face
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| I’m not your baby, you did forsake me
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| And made me crazy for seven years
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| With all your lyin', did too much cryin'
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| Looks like these eyes are all out of tears
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| The dalliances build up till they leave you dumbstruck
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| And suddenly you’re deaf and blind
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| You learn to love your jailer, learn to be a failure
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| In the prison of your mind
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| Till you’re walkin' seven steps behind
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| Till there’s something missing in your eyes
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| Then you turn it all around
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| And you see that up is down
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| And it’s only in the nick of time
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| I’m not your baby, you did forsake me
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| And made me crazy for seven years
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| With all your lyin', did too much cryin'
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| Looks like these eyes are all out of tears
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| One for my dignity
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| Two for my sanity
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| Three for autonomy
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| Four for my time
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| Five for my arrogance
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| Six for my laziness
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| Wait, I’m accountable
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| Seven for my crimes
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| And when I said, «it's you, not me
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| It’s me, not you,» I meant, you see
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| I’m no one’s baby, and no one made me
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| But I went crazy for seven years
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| With all my lyin', did too much cryin'
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| Looks like these eyes are all out of tears
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| Looks like these eyes are all out of tears
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| Looks like these eyes are all out of tears |