| I remember when you lit my flame
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| A bit of pressure with a pinch of pain
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| You left me praying for a single drop of rain, oh
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| But now the fire’s burning out of control
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| Because I’m never gonna let you go
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| So bring the gasoline and we can start the show, oh
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| You got under my skin and I can’t begin
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| To think of all the trouble you keep getting me in
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| So I’ll just hold on and try to be strong
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| And I fall apart when I’m with you
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| I cry when I kiss you
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| I know you’re really no good
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| You got my heart in your hand
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| No, I’ll never understand and it shows
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| You get me high, but you’re laying me low
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Well, I remember every broken line
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| I’m just the victim of the perfect crime
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| You keep running while I keep on doing time, oh
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| So give me something just to keep me sane
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| I only wanna hear you say my name
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| Now I know I’m never gonna win this game
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| But I play anyway
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| You got under my skin and I can’t begin
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| To think of all the trouble you keep getting me in
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| So I’ll just hold on and try to be strong
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| But I fall apart when I’m with you
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| I cry when I kiss you
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| I know you’re really no good
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| You got my heart in your hand
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| No, I’ll never understand and it shows
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| You get me high but you’re laying me low
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| And I fall apart when I’m with you
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| I cry when I kiss you
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| I know you’re really no good
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| You got my heart in your hand
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| No, I’ll never understand and it shows
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| You get me high but you’re laying me low
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh oh whoa oh oh
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| (Laying me low)
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| Oh oh, whoa, oh oh
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| Oh oh, whoa, oh oh
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| You get me high, but you’re laying me low |