| Baby, now and then
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| I think about me now and who I could have been
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| And then I picture all the perfect that we lived
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| 'Til I cut the strings on your tiny violin, oh woah
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| My mind's got a m-m-mind of its own right now
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| And it makes me hate me
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| I'll explode like a dynamite if I can't decide, baby
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| My head and my heart are torturing me, yeah
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| Lost my mind in your arms, I go to extremes, yeah
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| When angels tell me run, and monsters call it love, oh
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| My head and my heart are caught in-between, yeah
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| Tell mе yes or no
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| Asking the heavеns, "Should I stay or should I go?"
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| You held my hand when I had nothing left to hold
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| And now I'm on a roll, oh
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| Oh woah
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| My mind's got a m-m-mind of its own right now
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| And it makes me hate me
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| I'll explode like a dynamite if I can't decide, baby
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| My head and my heart are torturing me, yeah
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| Lost my mind in your arms, I go to extremes, yeah
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| When angels tell me run, and monsters call it love, oh
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| My head and my heart are caught in-between, yeah
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| I'm standin' at the crossroads
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| I cross my heart with X and O's
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| Which way leads to forever?
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| Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| God only knows
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| My head and my heart are torturing me, yeah
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| Lost my mind in your arms, I go to extremes, yeah
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| When angels tell me run, and monsters call it love, oh
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| My head (My head) and my heart (My heart)
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| Are caught in-between, yeah
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| La-la-la-la-la (Oh)
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la (Oh)
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la (La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la, oh)
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| La-la-la-la-la (Oh yeah)
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| La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la |