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You're telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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Your enemy |
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Another bloody |
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SundayAnother sunburn on my skin |
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Another lesson |
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I beginAnother bridge you've burned |
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One more lesson you can't learn |
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Another cold one creeping in |
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And I don't need you telling me |
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All these messed up crazy things |
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You keep telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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The truth is so far away |
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You keep pushing it further, digging it deeper |
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With a pretty face |
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On the day that your innocence died |
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You let it rot me away |
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You're telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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That bloody |
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SundayThe sun still looks the same to me |
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Out from my back door |
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Girl, I never knew before |
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And I don't need you telling me |
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All these messed up crazy things |
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You keep telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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The truth is so far away |
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You keep pushing it further, digging it deeper |
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With a pretty face |
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On the day that your innocence died |
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You let it rot me away |
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You're telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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That bloody |
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SundayYou're telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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You keep pushing it further, digging it deeper |
|
With a pretty face |
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And I don't need you telling me |
|
All these messed up crazy things |
|
You keep telling me |
|
I can be your enemy |
|
The truth is so far away |
|
You keep pushing it further, digging it deeper |
|
With a pretty face |
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On the day that your innocence died |
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You let it rot me away |
|
That bloody |
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Sunday, that bloody |
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SundayYou keep telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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The truth is so far away |
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You keep pushing it further, digging it deeper |
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You keep telling me |
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I can be your enemy |
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The truth is so far away |
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You keep pushing it further, digging it deeper |
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Another bloody |
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SundayAnother sunburn on my skin |
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Another lesson |
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I begin |
