When I heard he was accused
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read the story in the news
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and I said it was a lie
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He's not the kind of person to
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but then again neither are you
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I know the what where when and how
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but why...and who owes who
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All these years that I thought
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you owed me one
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now the memory of it all
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suddenly changed
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as if that was not enough
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wonder if I remind you of
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and exactly who it was
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that was estranged
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Then you left, disappeared
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from the memories you feared
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escape is what you chose
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and all I want to know is who owes
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Never knew, yeah, I didn't have a clue
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no surprise look at the size
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of my little world
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but you never said a thing
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or I wasn't listening
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I don't have time to pay attention to a girl
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Who Owes
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| Sicko |
