| Put my hair behind my ear
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| One last look in the mirror
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| Sometimes so tense
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| This not what I’m used to
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| It’s not me just trying to impress you
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| Ooo-ooo-oooh
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| Planning my words before I speak
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| All of a sudden I’m afraid of what you’ll think
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| You’ll never laugh with me no more
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| I’m leakin' out my heart
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| I’m slippin' on the floor
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| I’ll get something so far _____
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| Become so strange (become so strange)
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| Don’t bring up the past
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| Don’t wanna be dramatic
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| The memories in a box try to be charismatic
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| If I smile, smile, maybe he’ll miss my eyes
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| They always sell me out, I’m tearing up inside
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| I like to forget the _____
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| everything, everything will change
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| Everything will change ya
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| Everything will change ya
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| Everything will change ya
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| Everything will change
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| Change, Change ya, Change ya, Change…
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| Spin in a dress, hopin' you’ll notice
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| She dance around flames, it’s all so hopeless
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| Miss your body will help in mine
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| I’m feeling shy, as I search for signs
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| Give me a sign, I think I’ve missed what’s mine
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| Give me a sign, I think I’ve missed what’s mine
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| Give me a sign, I think I’ve missed what’s mine
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| I think I’ve missed what’s mine
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| Put my hair behind my ear
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| One last look in the mirror
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| So tense, so tense
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| This not what I’m used to
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| It’s not me just trying to impress you |