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Back in that model environment |
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For taking shots in the knees |
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For planning out your retirement in your thirties |
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There is no way back from this one but |
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Ought to wake up and see |
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And you know it's the best it could be |
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Chorus |
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Oh no, I want to know |
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Are you honest with anyone |
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Oh, tell me, don't tell yourself |
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Are you ever honest with anyone |
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Verse 2 |
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The aftermath, the promotion |
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It's time to take the trash out |
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And redefining what you are |
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Redefining what you're about |
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You can't explain the attraction when |
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Everything gets so far away |
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Using class to abstraction |
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You do it every day |
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Chorus |
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Now all I, I want to know |
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Are you ever honest with anyone |
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All that I, I want to know |
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Are you honest with anyone |
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No, no |
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Verse 3 |
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The aftermath, the promotion |
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It's time to take the trash out |
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And redefining what you are |
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Redefining what you're about |
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But an expression is anything |
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You can reduce to a form |
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Can still make you feel so wiped out |
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And forlorn |
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Chorus |
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Oh, no, no, come on, tell me now |
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Are you honest with anyone |
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All that I, I want to know |
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Are you ever honest with anyone |
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And I say, no, no |
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Are you honest with anyone |
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How does it feel to go home |
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And not be honest with anyone |
