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I don't believe in love as a concept |
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It's certainly not something that you need |
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It's better flying solo than in company |
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Last man of a slowly dying breed |
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But she's got you on the hook there, pistelero |
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You swallowed bait and line and sinker, too |
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You deny that you are smitten when the fact is you've been bitten |
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By the bug of love, and badly, too |
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Keep preaching to the world that you know the way it works |
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That you're too smart to get your feelings hurt |
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You can loathe it, you can hate it, but there's no way to debate it |
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That clearly you are falling in love |
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Do you really think that you can go back to start now |
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And make yourself forget the things you feel |
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That it's just a tiny hiccup of the heart now |
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You lay behind you, turning on the heel |
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It's too late for that now, pistelero |
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You played that card, it didn't go so well |
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So deny it 'till you're blue, keep on harping "it's not true" |
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But the only one believing you is you |
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You're preaching to the world that you know the way it works |
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That you're too smart to get your feelings hurt |
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But you're forever a romantic, fooling no one with your antics |
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'Cos clearly you are falling in love |
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She is all you need |
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She is heaven sent |
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You should feel content |
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To just lay back and see |
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Someone shower you with love |
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That you'll never let go of |
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You can say it isn't so, try to never let it show |
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You can curse your maker watching from above |
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But instead of trying to avoid it, just surrender and enjoy it |
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'Cos clearly you are falling in love |
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Yeah, you can loathe it, you can hate it, but there is no way to debate it |
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That clearly you are falling in love |
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Clearly you are falling in love |
