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Oh lie |
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I thought you were golden |
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I thought you were wise |
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Caught you returning |
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To the house you caught fire |
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But I know that I was your favorite |
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And I said Amen |
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Wise, found favorin' heaven |
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And I at your side |
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But I never felt sorry |
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For those shimmering lies |
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When I laid down and cried |
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I was faking |
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And I said Amen |
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Last night I dreamt |
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That I hit a deer with my car |
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Blood from his heart |
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Spilled out onto my dress and was warm |
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He begged me to follow |
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But legions of sorrow defied me |
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Oh lie |
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I thought you were golden |
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I thought you were wise |
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When I caught you returning |
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To the house you caught fire |
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But I know that I'm your favorite |
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And I said "Amen" |
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Oh favorite |
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And I said Amen |
