You say it's all in my head
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And the things I think just don't make sense
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So where you been then? Don't go all coy
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Don't turn it round on me like it's my fault
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See I can see that look in your eyes
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The one that shoots me each and every time
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You grace me with your cold shoulder
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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You shower me with words made of knives
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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These days when I see you
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You make it look like see-through
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Do tell me why you waste our time
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When your heart ain't admitting you're not satisfied
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You know I know just how you feel
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I'm starting to find myself feeling that way too
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When you grace me with your cold shoulder
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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You shower me with words made of knives
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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Time and time again, I play the role of fool
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(Just for you)
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Even in the daylight when you (?)
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(I see you)
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Try to look for things I hear but our eyes never find
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'Though I do know how you play
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You grace me with your cold shoulder
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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You shower me with words made of knives
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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You grace me with your cold shoulder
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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You shower me with words made of knives
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Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
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Cold Shoulder
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| Adele |
