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Don't even think about reachin' me, |
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I won't be home |
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Don't even think about stoppin' by, |
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don't think of me at all |
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I did, what I had to do, |
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if there was a reason, it was you... |
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Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside |
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Voices in me head...ooh, voices |
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I got scratches, all over my arms |
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One for each day, since I fell apart |
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I did...oh, what I had to do, |
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if there was a reason, it was you |
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Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh... |
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Pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you... |
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Hey...I did, what I had to do... |
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oh, and if there was a reason |
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Oh, there wasn't no reason, no |
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And if, there's something you'd like to do |
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Just let me continue, to blame you |
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Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh... |
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Pictures on my chest, it was you, you...oh... |
