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@ @ |
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Baby, why'm I worried now, |
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did someone make a fool of me |
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'fore I could show 'em how it's done? |
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Can't give up actin' tough, |
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it's all that I'm made of. |
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Can't scrape together quite enough |
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to ride the bus to the outskirts |
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of the fact that I need love. |
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There were times that I tried, |
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one for every glass of water |
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that I spilled next to the bed, |
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wretching pennies in a boiling well |
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in a dream that it once becomes |
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a foundry of mute and heavy bells. |
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They shake me deaf and dumb |
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say, "Someone made a fool of me |
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'fore I could show 'em how it's done." |
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It was so clear to me |
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that it was almost invisible. |
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I lie across the path waiting, |
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just for a chance to be a spiderweb |
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trapped in your lashes. |
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For that, I would trade you my empire for ashes. |
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But I choke it back, how much I need love... |
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