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The offer was good, but you turned it down |
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Just like you should, it's still going round your head |
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All the things you could've said |
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But you can't hang your heart from a love that's dead |
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Don't you know anything |
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Oh I won't listen to your screams of pain no more |
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Oh don't you know what I mean |
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But you've been saying the same thing that I've seen only bring you down |
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And when you made an advance, they won't cut and run |
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Cause they can't even tell when the damage is done |
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And here beneath my wings |
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I got a pocket full of broken things |
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You can have 'em all |
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Oh but I won't listen to your screams of pain no more |
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Oh don't you know what I mean |
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And you've been saying the same thing that I've seen only bring you down |
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I won't listen to your screams of pain no more |
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Oh don't you know what I mean |
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And you've been saying the same thing that I've seen only bring you down |
