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Time passes quickly for our lady of the hour
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She brushes her long blonde hair
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From her face only to find a tear
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But she don't know why she's been crying
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She looks inside herself
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To maybe find an answer
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But she's willingly distracted
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By the man who like's her glitter
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She says, "Fool, I ain't gold."
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She don't even know she cries Cuz she's so tangled up in lies
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In her head she plays a game
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Pretending that she's not the same Lady who is cheating on her husband
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With a man she hardly even knows
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She says, "Ignorance is bliss."
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But when he asks her name
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She must fumble for an answer
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She's been called so many
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But now she can't remember
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So she just makes up another
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And she don't even know she cries Cuz she's so tangled up in lies
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Now the dirty deed is done
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She heads into the bathroom
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She washes her hands in the sink
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And thinks it could clean her conscience
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If only she could find one
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And slowly she turns and heads
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For the door as if this were all a dream
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She has seen her sweet husband's face
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But only like a fleeting glimse
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Of all those bridges she's been burning
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All those bridges she's been burning
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And she don't even know she cries
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It should come as no surprise
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Cuz she's so tangled up in lies
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She Cries
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| Jewel |
