Every's girl's a suspect Every's boy's your friend Livin in the dark [?], think again Tales are often spun here It's a busy place Mind is not the only thing you waste I can't help you if you walk away Every dream is someone you replace
Got a knack for being wrong Nothin's really goin on I know you don't buy it Nothin's really goin on
Dropped you off in sections Then you spoke my mind Don't you let me ever slip behind No, I can't help you if you walk away Got some moves, that you gotta play
You got a knack for being wrong Nothin's really goin on I know you don't buy it Nothin's really goin on You've been rockin on your own Nothin's really goin on How much must I deny it? Nothin's really goin on
Every angel's a suspect Every creep's your friend When I've gone away, get back again I won't help you if you walk away Nothing happening, nothin more to say |
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