I thought the time was passed when I could
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find beauty in a verse
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I set the stage and the scenery
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rehearsing every word
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yeah but when i tried to make it more
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well it was always less
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and it's a thin line between pleasing yourself
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and pleasing somebody else
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oh yeah
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oh yeah
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all right
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with my confidence on fire
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i set to fixin' up my roles
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my separation of desires
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just led me deeper down in the hole
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yeah when i tried to make it more
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well it was always less
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and it's a thin line between pleasing yourself
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and pleasing somebody else
|
yeah and when i tried to make it more
|
well it was always less
|
it's a thin line between pleasing yourself
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and pleasing somebody else
|
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now i'm tryin to get back
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to what i know that i should be
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hoping to god that i, that I was just
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a temporary absentee
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yeah when i tried to make it more
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well it was always less
|
it's a thin line between pleasing yourself
|
and pleasing somebody else
|
yeah when i tried to make it more
|
well it was always less
|
and it's a thin line between pleasing yourself
|
and pleasing somebody else
|
somebody else oh yeah
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oh yeah
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all right
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thin line
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| Indigo Girls |
