The books that you gave me, they had no pages
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No picture book stories to put inside my song
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And the heroes you made me, they had no faces
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No chisel jaw features to carve my own on
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And there's a right road
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And there's a wrong wrong road
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So I dropped your book you held so high
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For to question is believe
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And I know you said you needed time
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But I never thought you had the balls to leave
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And there's a right road
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And there's a wrong wrong road
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I see your card come tumble down
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And I know your future now
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I see your card come tumble down
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I watch the wheel go spinning round
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I see your card come tumble down
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And I know your future now
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I watch the wheel go spinning round
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And I watch your future going down
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And there's a right road
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And there's a wrong wrong road
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I was a featureless face till you came along
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Now I'm carved by your diamond, won by your song
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And I feel that it's right
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But I know that it's wrong
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And all the love and care and respect
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I had for you is long gone
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Right road
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Wrong road
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Wrong road
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Right Road (Wrong Road)
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