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All around the room your things are placed |
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And next to you he fills the space |
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And so it seems your saving grace is only saving face |
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The pictures of the two of you on holiday, on honeymoon |
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You thought that he was wanting you, |
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But he was only wanting you to |
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Let him off the hook |
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He was your imaginary friend, |
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You were partners 'til the end |
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Then something bends, and then it breaks, your worst mistake |
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Accepting enemies on bended knees; a litany of tragedies |
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You're vexed, it seems you're hexed and after sex he expects |
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You'll let him off the hook 'til |
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Something that you heard while you were sleeping left you |
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Shaken while he stirred. When you awaken you will |
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Make him eat his words right off the |
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Hook and line, every time |
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The credit card receipts, the dirty sheets |
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Souvenirs of men who cheat |
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It all makes sense - with each offence |
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You wanted to believe him |
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He could get away with murder one, |
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And you would clean the smoking gun |
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With every crime, you bought each line, |
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But not this time, you'll make him |
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Eat his words 'cause |
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Something that you hear while you were sleeping left you |
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Shaken while he stirred |
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When you awaken you will |
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Make him eat his, make him eat his |
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Words while he's alone, 'cause you won't be around and |
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From now on the phone stays off the hook |
