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I'm lying to myself |
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But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen |
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The answer is skin deep |
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Where can I find a simpler complexion? |
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Maybe I can, maybe I can't |
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Maybe a baby or maybe a plant |
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I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes |
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I'll make you unhappy |
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So don't make me choose |
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Between the devil I know, the devil I don't |
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A lover who loves me and a lover who won't |
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Accept that I'm so confused |
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About love and love I have refused |
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I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair |
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I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair |
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It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair |
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But, baby, I don't care |
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I want what I can't have |
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But if by chance I get it I don't want it |
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I want to hold your hand |
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But holding hands holds more demands than answers |
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Give me a kiss, give me a break |
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Give me a miss 'cause I won't stay awake |
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Beyond the flattery dash |
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Caught in a crush |
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A moment of pash before the pregnant hush |
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Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred? |
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Give me an answer or give me the bird |
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Oh won't you tell me about the loves in your life? |
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You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife |
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You, you execute love's pas de deux |
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But you think you're just par for the course |
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And your kisses have no strings attached |
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And your love is always left on the latch |
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You're such a sweet thing |
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Not a catch phrase or a dance craze |
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But the nature of my success |
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Seems to make your tears jingles for singles |
