He's got a thing about losing control
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Carries it a mile just to see how far he'll go
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And he brushes up his chops as he tries to fake a smile
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A friend indeed but what I need's someone who'll stay a while
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Someone to stay a while
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You can bend my ear
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We can talk all day
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Just make sure that I'm near
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When you've really got something to say
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He drops hints but he won't tell you what's really on his mind
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But I know if I look that it's easy to find
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And he's got a way with his anger and the way he lets it show
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Like the smoldering smoke when the fire's left the coals
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When the fire has left the coals
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You can take me down
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To show me your home
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Not the place where you live
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But the place where you belong
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You can bend my ear
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We can talk all day
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Just make sure I'm around
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When you've finally got something to say
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And what are you meaning by
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"I don't deserve this life?"
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His door is always open and he's always got the time
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To give a little something even though he gets behind
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And your trips become his and your lives are intertwined
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But like the horse with the junkie it's all in your mind
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It's all in your mind
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You can take me down
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To show me your home
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Not the place where you live
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But the place where you belong
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You can bend my ear
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We can talk all day
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Just make sure you're around
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When I've finally got something to say
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Something To Say
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Toad The Wet Sprocket |