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GOOD FOR YOU
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I used to be good for you
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But now I'm good
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for nothing
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and no one
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Don't know where's my know-how
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About this strange love thing I do.
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I sit here in silence
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as I watch your thoughts dirge 'cross your face You say you feel sick,
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well I'm feeling sick now as I say
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I'm not your Messiah
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still I'm too much of a saint to tell you
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I'm tired
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of tiptoeing around,
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all around myself
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You see I've misplaced my God
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And replaced it with something else
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I don't' want to say it
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Cause you know if you don't say it,
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it's not real
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Still I can't go in silence
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cause I think
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and I breathe
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and I feel
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I wish you'd realize
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that I'm never gonna be your beck and call girl
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I know
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that I used to be good for you
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But now I'm good for nothing
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and no one
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don't know wher's my know-how
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About this strange love thing I do.
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GOOD FOR YOU
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| Jennifer Nettles Band |
