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Right on cue with your impeccable delivery, |
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Alienating but true. |
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You laugh and I can't reply. Lately |
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I've been less than inspired |
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As we cash all the checks |
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Just to barely make rent. |
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Ooh believe me, baby this time |
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The truth will set you free. |
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No more parties or platforms, |
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No more sighing for nothing to say. |
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The message you left was typically cryptic. |
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You know more than you're letting on |
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And I, |
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What I mean is, |
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I'm speechless. |
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Hangups on the answering machine. |
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The curtains are open, |
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I creep through the door |
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And you're already gone. |
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The wood cracks, |
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The glass smashed, |
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The pain is never worth the wait. |
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But oh believe me, |
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Baby this time |
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The truth will set you free. |
