| Your eyes they wanna cry for me
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| Don’t make me wanna die for you
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| Your arms that wanna wrap around me
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| Don’t make me wanna hang around you
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| Your bleeding heart that wants to bleed me
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| Can’t make me think I want or need you
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| And it’s no wonder anymore
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| That I don’t wonder anymore
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| I’ve been turned out-- I’ve been turned out
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| I’ve been turned out--I've been turned out
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| I’ve been turned out--I've been turned out
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| You tell me you’re my friend
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| You say I know you
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| I’ll trust you just as far
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| As I can throw you
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| Now I don’t know you
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| I know my enemies
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| They show themselves to me with honest eyes
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| They hate my guts but at least it’s the truth
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| I’ll trust them just as far as I can throw them off a roof
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| I’ve been turned out--I've been turned out
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| I’ve been turned out--I've been turned out
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I’m no stranger to kindness
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| I never missed the fist that kissed my face
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| I’m no stranger to cheapness
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| I never came to love the push and shove
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| Steel, glass-eyes cities
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| Crack dirty smiles when they see me
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| Open their filthy arms to greet me
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| I don’t know if they wanna kiss or kill me
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I’ve been turned out --- I’ve been turned out
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| I’ve been turned out --- I’ve been turned out
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah --- I’ve been turned out
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| Yeah, yeah --- I’ve been turned out |