There's a liar in your bed
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And there's a shotgun to your head
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You can't breathe but you can smoke
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You can't cry but you can joke about it
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You can drink yourself to chills
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You can hide your little pills
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As your life slowly explodes
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You can believe nobody knows about it
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Do you think that you're the only one
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Who's losing their minds
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Keeping it together
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Is everyone's favorite pastime
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Everybody's had some really, really bad
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Some this has got to be the end
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I would really like to try for you
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Sit around and cry for you
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Muster up some sympathy
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Well that's too much to ask of me
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You try so hard to be discreet
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With all your secrets in the sheets
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As you solemnly refuse
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The very spark that lights your fuse
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Do you think that you're the only one
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Who can be unkind
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Tearing at each other's flesh
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Is everyone's favorite pastime
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Everybody's had some really, really bad
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Some this has got to be the end
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I would really like to try for you
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Sit around and cry for you
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Muster up some sympathy
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Well that's too much to ask of me
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Have some have some sympathy now
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Have some sympathy now
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Everybody's had some really, really bad
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Some this has got to be the end
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I would really like to try for you
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Sit around and cry for you
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Muster up some sympathy
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Well that's too much to ask of me
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Sympathy
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Melissa Etheridge |