Another night with open eyes
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Too late to sleep, too soon to rise
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You're short of breath, is it a heart attack?
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Hot and feverish you face the fact
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You're in love, and it feels like shame
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Because she's gone and made a fool of you in public again
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You're in love, and it feels like pain
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Because you know there's too much truth in everything she claims
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So ask yourself now: Can you forgive her
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If she wants you to?
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Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
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What she demands of you?
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You drift into the strangest dreams
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Of youthful follies and changing teams
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Admit you're wrong, oh, no, not yet
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Then you wake up and remember that you can't forget
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She's made you some kind of laughing stock
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Because you dance to disco, and you don't like rock
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She'd make fun of you, and even in bed
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Said she was gonna go and get herself a real man instead
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So ask yourself now: Can you forgive her
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If she begs you to?
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Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
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What she demands of you?
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Or do you want revenge?
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But that's childish, so childish!
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(But that's childish, so childish!)
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Remember when you were more easily led
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Behind the cricket pavilion and the bicycle shed
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Trembling as your dreams came true
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You looked right into those blue eyes and knew
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It was love, and now you can't pretend
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You've forgotten all the promises of that first friend
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It's bad enough, she knows how you feel
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But she's not prepared to share you with the memory
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So ask yourself now: Can you forgive her
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If she begs you to?
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Ask yourself: Can you even deliver
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What she demands of you?
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Ask yourself now: Can you forgive her
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If she begs you to?
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And ask yourself: Can you even deliver
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What she demands of you?
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Or do you want revenge?
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But that's childish, so childish! You could do anything [x8]
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Can You Forgive Her?
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Pet Shop Boys |