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You are subtle as a window pane |
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Standing in my view |
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But I will wait for it to rain |
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So that I can see you |
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You call me up at night |
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When there's no light passing through |
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And you think that I don't understand |
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But I do |
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We don't say everything that we could |
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So that we can say later |
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Oh, you misunderstood |
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I hold my cards up |
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Close to my chest |
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I say what I have to |
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And I hold back the rest |
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'Cause someone you don't know |
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Is someone you don't know |
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Get a firm grip, girl |
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Before you let go |
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For every hand extended |
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Another lies in wait |
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Keep your eye on that one |
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Anticipate |
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Dress down get out there |
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Pick a fight with the police |
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We will get it all on film |
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For the new release |
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Seems like everyone's an actor |
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Or they're an actor's best friend |
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I wonder what was wrong to begin with |
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That they should all have to pretend |
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We lost sight of everything |
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When we have to keep checking our backs |
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I think we should all just smile |
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Come clean and relax |
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If there's anything I've learned |
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All these years on my own |
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It's how to find my own way there |
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And how to find my own way back home |
