Will my bride sleep tonight
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Softly
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Believe the words
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As always lying
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And she sleeps and dreams
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Lord knows what
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But it's not for me to be there
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And she knows she isn't there for me
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It's just a way of protecting
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And will my bride believe the lie
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Says it's all right; still together 'til we die
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But she knows that words aren't always
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Always what we mean to say
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But still she says she loves me anyway
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That's all she said
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One more word she speaks and says good night
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She would believe enchanted lies
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I wait for her but still inside
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She's dreaming of Valentino's eyes
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Far away in someone else's night
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It isn't wrong but still it isn't right
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That's all she said
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All She Said
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| Toad The Wet Sprocket |
