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Come on skinny love just last the year |
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Pour a little salt, we were never here |
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My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my |
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Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer |
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Tell my love to wreck it all |
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Cut out all the ropes and let me fall |
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My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my |
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Right in this moment this order's tall |
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And I told you to be patient |
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And I told you to be fine |
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And I told you to be balanced |
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And I told you to be kind |
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In the morning I'll be with you |
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But it will be a different kind |
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I'll be holding all the tickets |
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And you'll be owning all the fines |
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Come on skinny love, what happened here? |
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Suckle on the hope in lite brassieres |
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My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my |
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Sullen load is full, so slow on the split |
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And I told you to be patient |
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And I told you to be fine |
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And I told you to be balanced |
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And I told you to be kind |
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And now all your love is wasted |
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And then who the hell was I? |
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And I'm breaking at the britches |
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And at the end of all your lines |
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Who will love you? |
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Who will fight? |
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Who will fall far behind? |
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Ooh, ooh |
