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CHORUS:
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Real emotion you never could show
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Real emotion you couldn't let go
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of the notion that real emotion isn't so
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You cut and you chisel and you render your image of man
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Then you live like a ghost in the back of the mirror your hand
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and you made an impression in all you have faced
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'cause you wanted approval you wanted their love
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Though you told yourself you didn't care
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And you trumped up your own self-important beyond all belief
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Then you lived with the fear they'd find out though it'd be a relief
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And kisses were fire that burned to your soul
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and ---- some desire you just couldn't control
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So you covered your heart with your head
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and you laid in her bed til she shivered with cold
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REPEAT CHORUS
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Real Emotion
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| John Hiatt |
