I know how to read alone
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Here in the dark some old stories are told.
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The telephone haunts me
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Like a picture of things that I'd never
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Bring home.
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CHORUS:
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She cries like I do
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Too late for new words.
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She cries like I do
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See,it's a man.
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No-one is allowed in here
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I'm the ghost with no feelings!
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This edge in my voice lacks sense
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I never touched your heart
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I suppose.
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She cries like I do
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too late for new words
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she cries like I do
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Her secret's a man.
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She cries like I do
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Like we're supposed to
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She cries like I do
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Here in the dark.
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I'm so surprised.
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She Cries
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| Gary Numan |
