Come'tell me your story
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to unload your lorious grief
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Where you are the valet of honour
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and I am the thief
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And don't ever mention the stains
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that you left on my track
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How from a beautiful girl I
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because someone ruined and wrecked
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It was all in your back
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All in your back
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So I spin in the dance of you absence
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and put on a show
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But why do I smile baby,
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you of all people should know
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The one that you loved
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Died a long time ago
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You can't do me wrong with charity until
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You'll exhaust your lies and remedies,
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you will
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But with your voice
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and melodies you kill, you kill
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Your version of glory is dark
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and it's covered with sin
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And I wanna dive in an ocean of pink tourmaline
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I've seen the pure souls they exist
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and they fly
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I think I could live with it,
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I know I can now
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You can't do me wrong with charity until
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You'll exhaust your lies and remedies,
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you will
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But with your voice and melodies you kill,
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you kill
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It's funny how now
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that I'm not in the palm of your hand
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You're still running blindly to save me again
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and again
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But I don't need a friend
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No, I don't need a friend
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You can't do me wrong with charity until
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You'll exhaust your lies and remedies,
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you will
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But with your voice and melodies you kill,
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you kill
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In Your Back
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| Keren Ann |
