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I sorta noticed you were all over me |
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And never would I let you were |
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A clown |
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And before I knew it you were there |
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And you climb in the window and |
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Think you struck gold you didn't |
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You kind ripped up my soul |
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And I held on for dear life |
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Hoped you would leave you did |
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You kind ripped up my soul, soul |
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You wanted everything I got and you |
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Gave nothing at all, you held me down |
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And I hope you're dying, but who isn't |
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And you put on your overcoat faking |
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Your business |
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You kinda ripped up my soul |
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And you're taking a liberty and now I |
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Hate you for it, you kinda ripped |
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Up my soul |
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And you're talking I hope I cannot hear |
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And I'm hoping you go away and then let |
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Me be yeah |
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And you climb in the window and |
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Think you struck gold you didn't |
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You kinda ripped up my soul |
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And I held on for dear life |
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Hoped you would leave you did |
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You kinda ripped up my soul |
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Soul |
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Soul |
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Soul |
