| Tell me one more time again, just like I didn’t hear you
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| Like I don’t know what’s going through your mind, I do
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| I play the same game too
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| I know it’s hard to stop
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| Even when you want to
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| Now the moon lights up your face and I can see you’re crying
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| And you never liked me to see you cry, it’s true
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| I’ve done some crying too
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| You know, the hardest part about it’s
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| Tryin' to hide it from you
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| Well, it would be great to be so strong
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| Never needed anybody else to get along
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| But we’re so scared of the silence and the tricks that we use
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| Oh, we’re careful and we’re cunning, but we’re easily bruised
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| I don’t want to lie about it, I’m not bulletproof
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| Well, I finally found the way to hide from all your glances
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| 'Til the waiting game we play is through
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| I can, but what’s the use
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| When all I really want to do is hide out with you?
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| Well, it would be great to be so strong
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| Never needed anybody’s help to get along
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| But we’re so scared of the silence and the language that we use
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| Oh, we’re careful and we’re cunning, but we’re easily bruised
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| I don’t want to kid about it, I’m not bulletproof
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| Tell me one more time again
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| Well, I guess I didn’t hear you
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| And I don’t know all the secrets that you keep inside
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| I tried the same thing too
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| But they all come pouring out of me when I’m talking to you
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| Well, it would be great to be so strong
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| Never needed anybody else’s help to carry on
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| But, I’m not waking up each morning with forgiveness I can use
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| No, I’m careless and I’m cruel, but I’m still easily bruised
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| Well, I’m so tired lying 'bout it, I’m not bulletproof
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| Oh, and I’m not gonna lie about it, I’m not bulletproof |