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You want to walk straight down the line |
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I just sashay from side to side |
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Coming at you from behind |
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Coming at you, all scissors and knives |
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All shadows and lies |
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You want to walk straight down the line |
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I just sway from side to side |
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Coming at you like some tattered corpse bride |
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Coming at you, so stand aside |
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I'm coming through, if you don't mind |
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I do remember the room underneath the bell |
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We held hands in the stairwell |
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Hummingbirds followed me at school |
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At least that's what you said |
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That's just like you |
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It didn't matter if it was true |
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Things were just better inside of you |
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And I was never the same |
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That's when everything changed |
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So now I see him standing there at the window |
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Oh, he's so sweet |
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I want to love him |
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I want it so |
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But when I reach for him |
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Out he goes |
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I see him standing there at the window |
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I come up behind him, all hustle and flow |
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I rustle the dust around him |
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And out he goes |
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Out you go |
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I could say I'm surprised but it wouldn't be true |
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'Cause it happened last time to the one before you |
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So step away from the gash |
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I'm coming through |
