Dead end girl on the outside looking in
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On a dead end world in which she cannot live
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And she'd love to leave for some place all alone
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And she'd love to live far from every face or name she's ever known
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No, I can't say I blame her
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No, I can't say I blame her
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My, oh my dead end girl
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My, oh my
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Dead end girl made a promise to herself
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That this dead end world
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will be forced to eat itself at gun point
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No, I can't say I blame her
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No, how can you blame her?
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My, oh my dead end girl
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My, oh my
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Dead end girl on the outside looking in
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On a dead end world
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One of which she cannot live
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And she'd love to leave for someplace nice and cold
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And she'd love to live far from me or anyone she's ever known
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My dead end girl
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But then I stopped and took the picture,
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Found myself looking in it
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Found myself drowning in it
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Lost myself for a minute.
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The same face in the same mirror
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With his eyes a little clearer
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Read what the reflection's sending
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This is only the beginning.
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My dead end girl <i>[x2]
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No, dead end girl <i>[x2]
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Dead End Girl
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| Heavens |
