Don’t say that you know me
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You never knew the first thing at all
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Still you should have told me
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Took everything, selling it off
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These holes in your stories
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As many as there’s holes in the wall
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You told me that you like the old me
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‘Cause the new me is telling you
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I Refuse
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To fit into this lame idea you’ve always had for me
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I don’t want to be what you want me to be
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I hear you complaining ‘cause I’m not the same
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But I won’t be missing the place that I came
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I know that it’s risky but all bets are off
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This is my life, so whatever the cost, if I’m lost
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Would you hold it against me
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And make me pay for every step of the way
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I know that you’ve already told me
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You don’t like the new me at all
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You told me that you miss the old me
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And that I couldn’t be happy at all ‘cause?
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I Refuse
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To fit into this lame idea you’ve always had for me
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I’m not going to be what you want me to be
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I know that you’ve already told me
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You don’t like the new me at all
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You told me that you used to know me
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You really never knew me at all
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But darling change is a good thing
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I see for myself
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Change is a good thing
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Spelling it out
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Change is a good thing
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Can see for myself
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Don’t say that you know me
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You never knew the first thing at all
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Still you should have told me
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Took everything, selling it off
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I Refuse
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