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What you did to me made me see myself |
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Something different |
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And though I try to talk sense to myself |
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But I just won't listen |
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Won't you go away, turn yourself in |
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You're no good at confession |
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Before the image that you burned me in |
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Tries to teach you a lesson |
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What you did to me made me see myself |
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Something awful |
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A voice once stentorian is now again |
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Meek and muffled |
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It took me such a long time to get back up |
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The first time you did it |
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I spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems |
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I've been out-bidded |
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My peace and quiet was stolen from me |
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When I was looking with calm affection |
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You were searching out my imperfections |
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What wasted unconditional love |
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On somebody |
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Who doesn't believe in the stuff |
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You came upon me like a hypnic jerk |
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When I was just about settled |
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And when it counts, you recoil with a cryptic word |
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And leave a love belittled |
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Oh what a cold and common old way to go |
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When I was feeding on the need for you to know me |
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Devastated at the rate you fell below me |
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What wasted unconditional love |
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On somebody |
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Who doesn't believe in the stuff |
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Oh, well |