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I hurt myself again today,
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feelin' a little numb I could use the pain.
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I always find myself in this little bind.
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It's been a few weeks since you've been around,
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so here I sit with my hands strapped down
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patiently awaiting our secret games we used to play alone.
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So here I sit all tied up, all alone with all my thoughts.
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I do not mind if this goes on.
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I think about about what I'll say to you
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when you finally decide to come my way,
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I'm sitting around all painted like a fool.
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I don't know how I got this way,
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and I don't know how much more I wanna take.
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But I know you'll shoot me down
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and bury me before I get too high.
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So here I sit all tied up
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all alone with my thoughts
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when will I learn to walk away from the things
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I do that make me feel the way, I feel when I'm with you?
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Tonight it's me, myself and I
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All this pain I seem to put myself through,
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all the ways I find to submit to you,
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cat o' nine tails gettin' old. And I don't know how I got this way
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I don't know how much more I wanna take.
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I got a millon ways to tame Myself and a million nights to try.
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When will you come around
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to do the things you do to me
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I hate this game of solitaire.
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Solitaire
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| Strung Out |
