Why do I have these thoughts go through my head
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Do they come out of the air
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Suspicion always washes over me like a disease
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I cannot share I can't ignore the way you treated me sometimes
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So go ahead and convince me otherwise
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[Chorus]
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Tell me it's okay, that everything's fine
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Show me that it's possible not to cry, swear that you'll
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Never leave and you'd rather die than hurt me
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Just tell me that everything's gonna be fine
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Give me a reason why I should stay
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One I won't regret in the end
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This time say something I can believe
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Something you haven't used yet
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I can't ignore the way you treated me sometime
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So go ahead and convince me otherwise
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[Chorus]
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So many empty words were spoken here today
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So many promises I'd like to dream away
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Like verses whispered in some ancient ritual
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That accusations fly, but we are no closer to the truth
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[Instrumental]
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[Chorus 2x]
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Tell Me
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| Pat Benatar |
