I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
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If you steal my true love's name
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Broke down subway in this city of spires
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Tape your picture over his in the frame
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We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
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Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
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Our chambers hold silvery collars
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Gun down werewolves wherever we go
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We gun down werewolves wherever we go
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Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
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Creased white pages torn right from the spine
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Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
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You always hoped one day you'd be mine
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Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
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I'm not sure we were playing a game
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Busted gasket in a field full of liars
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No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
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No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
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Young blood, young bone
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Old ghosts go home
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Band of gold with a diamond implied
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You wrote letters that you never sent
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I made promises I'll always deny
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Now we'll never know what the other meant
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Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
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Lost the chance to wind the key
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Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
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Our fears are only what we tell them to be
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Our fears are only what we tell them to be
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Drown the last of our matches
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Burn the rest of each other
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You were strongest when I ached for breath
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Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
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Young blood, young bone
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Old ghosts go home
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Young blood, young bone
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Old ghosts go home
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Young blood, young bone
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Old ghosts go home
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Young blood, young bone
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Old ghosts go home
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Young blood, young bone
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Old ghosts go home
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Young blood, young bone
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Young Blood
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Norah Jones |