So let me get this story straight,
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this was just a chance you had to take
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Did I even cross your mind?
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This will be the last time you cross mine
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We were thick as thieves,
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just like a thief you stole the best of me
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White lies and what lies in between
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Whoa, for Heaven's sake I see right through you,
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whoa, I've got secrets too
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You're the gun,
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and I can be your bullet you bite down on
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Take your best shot 'cause you only get one
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Marionette,
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are your strings tied tight for proper movement?
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Take a deep, deep breath,
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I'm dying just to wrap these strings around your neck
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But I'll stitch my eyes wide open
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'cause I don't want to miss the look on your face
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when I drive away
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You know you're sharp
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but sharp just doesn't cut it anymore
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I'll show you a side of me you've never seen before
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Whoa, for Heaven's sake I see right through you,
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whoa, I've got secrets too
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You're the gun,
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and I can be your bullet you bite down on
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Take your best shot 'cause you only get one
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Blame it all on bottoms up,
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and all the boys that kept filling your cup
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I love the way you say
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you don't remember anything
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Whoa, for Heaven's sake I see right through you,
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whoa, I've got secrets too
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You're the gun,
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and I can be your bullet you bite down on
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Take your best shot 'cause you only get one
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[x2]
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Son Of A Gun
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