| Quite surprised
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| Just one look into your eyes
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| Can change my mind
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| Then again, I don’t mind
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| I seem to find
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| All the answers to the questions I don’t like
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| But you make them all alright
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| Yeah, I often wonder what really it is that you offer me
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| At least I feel your touch, even if it’s just when you walk on me
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| Your mind is always elsewhere, it’s there, it’s on, then it’s off of me
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| I want to feel your depth, but your heart is deaf when you talk to me
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| I guess that’s what we were taught
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| We open up dependin' on how many drinks we have bought
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| He wants your head and it’s ironic, doesn’t care 'bout your thoughts
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| You’re one more drink away from drowning, feeling empty and lost
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| But me, I’m no better, she wants to fuck around and I let her
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| A culture now of «we're together,» but was never together
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| I know you’re lookin' for one-night, and I’ve been stuck on forevers
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| I think it’s sad that I’m naive to think that we could do better, but fuck it
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| I should’ve known from the start
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| And even after all this time, I still don’t know who you are
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| There's more to life than likes and hoppin' bars, and gettin' high inside your
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| car
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| You’re feelin' distant, feeling far, your wall is up, I know it’s hard, and so
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| Tell me somethin' only you know
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| Give me reason not to go
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| You have my heart, if I have yours, then let me know
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| And tell me somethin' only you know
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| You have feelings you don’t show
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| So how am I supposed to know?
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| If you love me, let me know
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| Let me know
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| Let me know
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| I often wonder what really it is that I offer you
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| At least you feel my touch, even if it’s just when I walk on you
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| My mind is always elsewhere, it’s there, it’s on, then it’s off of you
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| You want to feel my depth, but my heart is deaf when I talk to you
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| A viscous game that we play
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| See, nowadays, they say love and hate are one and the same
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| You let me beat around the bush until you’re sick of my games
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| It's never fair because you care and I just transfer the blame
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| I transfer my pain, a shame to know that you could do better
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| How selfish, is it my concern as if I’m makin' you wetter
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| How selfish, is it you just want me 'cause I make you feel better
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| And we just chop it up to bein' drunk, there’s wine on your sweater
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| Alone, but together, we always make it less than it seems
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| It’s funny how if you have feelin’s, you’re weak, so we say less than we mean
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| You hate waitin', we’re not datin' and not vocal
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| We’re game-playin', I hate sayin', but still hopeful
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| I’m conflicted, I’m lost in a lot of women
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| I know our situation’s been sticky since the beginnin'
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| She left me out in limbo, you deal with my indecision
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| Don’t know if you’ll ever love me or love the talent I’m given, but fuck it
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| I should’ve known from the start
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| How can I feel so fuckin' lonely with your hands on my heart?
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| Your hands on my chest, you whisper, «What do you want to do next?»
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| Our generation’s taken love out of sex, and so the question is left
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| Tell me somethin' only you know
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| Give me reason not to go
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| You have my heart, if I have yours, then let me know
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| And tell me somethin' only you know
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| You have feelings you don’t show
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| So how am I supposed to know?
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| If you love me, let me know
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| Let me know
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| Let me know
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| Let me know
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| Let me know
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| Ooh, let me know
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| (Know, let me know, let me know) |