You can take back all your secrets
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We'll divide up all the lies
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Keep all the pictures in their frames
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Just cut me out, yeah, I'll be fine
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Sell the neighbors all my feelings
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Go on give away my pride
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It's hard to laugh and cry, live and die every night
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Keep your rolodex of friends
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And all the remnants can be mind
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I guess there'll be no happy endings
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When “once upon” is doing time
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There's a different kind of meaning now
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To livin' on a prayer
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Some don't seem to notice
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And the rest don't seem to care
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I tell myself I (feel no pain)
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But I'm feeling the pain (walk away)
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Can't walk away
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I'm hanging on the ropes of hope
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It's getting hard to cope you know
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When you're the needle running through my veins
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I've changed my name to novocaine
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You put my favorite belongings in a box in the garage (let's get this straight)
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You burned my favorite sweats from high school
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Tried to sell my muscle car (that's not OK)
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You're mother's gonna visit for a couple months this year
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They say you do the crime, you do the time
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It's all so clear
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I tell my self I (feel no pain)
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But I'm feeling the paint (walk away)
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Can't walk away
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I'm hanging on the ropes of hope
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It's getting hard to cope you know
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When you're the needle that's running through my veins
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I've changed my name to novacaine (feel no pain)
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Novacaine
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Well things ain't what they used to be
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It's a sleepless, self-help century
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I'm up to here with Dr. Phil and the modern man in me…
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Novocaine
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| bon jovi |
