| When you take the time to wonder why
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| Why you find yourself on your own
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| Why your way is a lonely road
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| Do you find yourself driving all away the ones you held so close
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| Because you held them accountable for making you feel so miserable?
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| But they’re not the real problem
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| Given the chance to go back
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| What would you change?
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| Start with your biggest mistake
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| The next time you’re going to point the finger
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| Bite your lip
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| Yeah baby, shut your mouth
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| Because there’s nobody left for you to blame
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| Since you called everyone out
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| So when you hear my name and it starts to sting
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| Don’t look at me Don’t look at me Because you dug your own grave
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| But I’ve got the hammer and the nail
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| And I could barry you alive
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| I think it’s time someone really opened up your eyes
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| You can’t keep reading between the lines
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| Because you’ve run out of alibis
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| It’s time you owned up to something
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| If everyone else is wrong all of the time
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| Maybe it’s you who should change the way you view responsibility
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| Before you find yourself wishing you had the chance to go back
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| What would you change?
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| Start with your biggest mistake
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| The next time you’re going to point the finger
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| Bite your lip
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| Yeah baby, shut your mouth
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| Because there’s nobody left for you to blame
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| Since you called everyone out
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| So when you hear my name and it starts to sting
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| Don’t look at me Don’t look at me Because you dug your own grave
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| But I’ve got the hammer and the nail
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| And I could barry you alive
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| I could barry you alive
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| When you think of what you’ve lost
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| And you think of what it cost
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| You regret anything?
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| When you think of what you’ve lost
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| And you think of what it cost
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| You regret anything? |
| you regret anything?
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| Bite your lip
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| Yeah, shut your mouth
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| There’s no one left here to call out
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| Bite your lip
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| Yeah, shut your mouth
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| There’s no one left here to call out
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| I was your biggest mistake
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| The next time you’re going to point the finger
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| Bite your lip
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| Yeah baby, shut your mouth
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| Because there’s nobody left for you to blame
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| Since you called everyone out
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| So when you hear my name and it starts to sting
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| Don’t look at me Don’t look at me Because you dug your own grave
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| But I’ve got the hammer and the nail
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| And I could bury you alive
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| And I could bury you alive
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| Yeah I could bury you alive
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| And I could bury you alive |