Though i'm young and cynical
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That's not my only crime
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I've been stealing all your cigarettes
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To save another dime
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In case you haven't noticed i just gave them all away
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Tell me what do you think of me now
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That i've traded all my armor for a crown
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Come on what do you do with me now
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That i've taken down the mirror on the wall
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And the sweet rain is ready to fall
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Giving it up for you
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Well i take a lot of medicine
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I don't really need
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I was drinking at eleven
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Getting high at seventeen
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So now i don't appreciate the taste of expensive bitter wine
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Tell me what do you think of me now
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That i've traded all my armor for a crown
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Come on what do you do with me now
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That i've taken down the mirror on the wall
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And the sweet rain is ready to fall
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Giving it up for you
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Take your aim like artemis
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And kill another dove
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But when your heart becomes a hunter
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You may wound your chance to love
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Giving It Up For You
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| Holly Brook |
