All the time you were burning my letters
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you were only acting the part.
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You think without me you¡¯ll get on much better
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but you don¡¯t even know your own heart.
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Come home darling, come home quickly.
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Come home darling, all is forgiven so come home quickly.
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I treated you as if you were a princess,
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you treated me like a cop.
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I gave you boundries to save you from certain death, dangling from the end of your rope.
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Come home darling, come home quickly.
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Come home darling, all is forgiven so come home quickly.
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But you¡¯re still playin¡¯ for a love you¡¯ll never find outside these arms of mine.
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The whole town is one step behind you
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with the hangman on call.
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They¡¯ve got the judge and you¡¯re convicted without a plea but darling they will listen to me,
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darling they will listen to me,
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but darling they will listen to me
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Of Minor Prophets and Their Prostitute Wives
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| Pedro The Lion |
