| I left my heart at a pub in Hampstead |
| And I misplaced my mind in a good way |
| Threw away my reputation but saved us more heartache |
| Yes, I know it seems fucked up, and you're right |
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| But quite frankly, you're still wrong about everything |
| So far off, your seat's nowhere near the table |
| But I find something sweet in your peculiar behavior |
| 'Cause I think to be so dumb must be nice |
| I do, I do, I do, I do |
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| What makes you think you're even invited? |
| The doors are closed with lights off inside, and all the while |
| There's no one home, you're still outside |
| I wonder why |
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| What's wrong with a little bit of poison? tell me |
| I would rather feel everything than nothing every time |
| Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger |
| I'd rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view |
| I do, I do, I do, I do |
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| I don't remember too much of the last year |
| But I knew who I was when I got here |
| 'Cause I'm still the same but only entirely different |
| And my lover's just some lines in some songs |
| Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm |
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| You think you've read the book I'm still writing |
| I can't imagine wanting so badly to be right |
| Guess I'm forever on your mind |
| I wonder why |
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| What's wrong with a little bit of poison? tell me |
| I would rather feel everything than nothing every time |
| Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger |
| I'd rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view |
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| Rather be swimming with you than drowning in a crowded room |
| I do, I do, I do, I do |
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