| I want you to know, that I’m happy for you
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| I wish nothing but the best for you both
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| An older version of me
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| Is she perverted like me?
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| Would she go down on you in a theater?
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| Does she speak eloquently
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| And would she have your baby?
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| I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother
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| 'Cause the love that you gave that we made
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| Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
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| And every time you speak her name
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| Does she know how you told me
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| You’d hold me until you died?
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| 'Til you died, but you’re still alive
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| And I’m here, to remind you
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| Of the mess you left when you went away
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| It’s not fair, to deny me
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| Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
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| You, you, you oughta know
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| You seem very well, things look peaceful
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| I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
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| Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
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| I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
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| It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
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| And are you thinkin' of me when you fuck her?
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| 'Cause the love that you gave that we made
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| Wasn’t able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
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| And every time you speak her name
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| Does she know how you told me
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| You’d hold me until you died?
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| 'Til you died, but you’re still alive
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| And I’m here, to remind you
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| Of the mess you left when you went away
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| It’s not fair, to deny me
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| Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
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| You, you, you oughta know
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| 'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
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| And I’m not gonna fade, as soon as you close your eyes
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| And you know it
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| And every time I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
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| I hope you feel it
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| Well, can you feel it?
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| Well I’m here, to remind you
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| Of the mess you left when you went away
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| It’s not fair, to deny me
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| Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
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| You, you, you oughta know
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| Why I’m here, to remind you
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| Of the mess you left when you went away
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| It’s not fair, to deny me
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| Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
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| You, you, you oughta know |