The fire that this town can see
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Is me alight in effigy
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I suppose baby don't want me around
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She threw my stuff into a pit
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And laughed aloud as I dove after it
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I suppose baby don't want me around
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Is this the place you want to be?
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Out of the woods
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Out of control
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And is it really only me
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Who never gets here with you
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She changed the number, changed the lock
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A rubber door in case I knock
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I suppose baby don't want me around
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Is this the place you want to be?
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Out of the woods
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Out of control
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And is it really only me
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Who never gets here with you
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Looking up your balcony
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By the light of the moon I will be
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I suppose baby don't want me around
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The stars above they are not real
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They are the sparks from smitten steel
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I propose forging is making that sound
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Baby don't want me around
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Baby don't want me
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I suppose my baby don't want me around
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Me Around
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| Michael Penn |
