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(Jack White/Mark Spiro) |
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You always run to me |
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Whenever she leaves you |
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We trade philosophy |
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But nothing can free you |
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Too many poison arrows hit |
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The heart you've try to hide |
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Can't you say goodbye to this foolish lullaby? |
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Still you talk as if |
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She didn't hurt you |
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But I see what she did |
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And you see the virtue |
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You refuse to hear the words |
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That lie behind your eyes |
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Can't you say goodbye to this foolish lullaby? |
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If you are so sure that she's the one |
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Why are you lying here with me? |
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Did it ever cross your mind at all |
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Of how this feels to me? |
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I'll never know just what you see in her |
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I don't even want to try |
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I guess the both of us sing a foolish lullaby |
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So we'll wear the goodbye look |
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Collecting excuses |
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For all the time it took |
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To hide the abuses |
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The thorns around the roses left |
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Their mark below our eyes |
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Can't we say goodbye to this foolish lullaby? |
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If you are so sure that she's the one |
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Why are you lying here with me? |
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Did it ever cross your mind at all |
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Of how this feels to me? |
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I'll never know just what you see in her |
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I don't even want to try |
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I guess the both of us sing a foolish lullaby |
