| She’s got diamonds caught up her sleeve
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| That makes a trail just when she leaves
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| But her diamonds turn to dust
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| She’s chasing them in the wind
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| And the lines that carve up her face
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| From all the charms that I’ve tried to take
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| But it’s not worth my time
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| Can you send it in a letter, send it in a letter, my love?
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| 'Cause what I need, I don’t know
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| I’m a million miles from your low
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| But it’s alright, 'cause when you’re blind
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| You’re never gonna see them again
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| I’ve got diamonds caught up my sleeve
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| That makes a trail just when I leave
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| But my diamonds turn to dust
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| I’m chasing them in the wind
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| There’s a stranger lying in my bed
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| Drowned in roses and now she’s dead
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| But I’m waiting through the cold
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| But your mind’s on fire, mind’s on fire, my love
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| 'Cause what I need, I don’t know
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| I’m a million miles from your low
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| But it’s alright, 'cause when you’re blind
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| Yeah, you’re never gonna see them again
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| Yeah, you know we won’t care
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| You know we don’t care, you know we don’t care
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| Yeah, you know we won’t care
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| You know we don’t care, you know we don’t care
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| Yeah, you know we won’t care
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| You know we don’t care, you know we don’t care
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| Yeah, you know we won’t care
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| You know we don’t care, you know we don’t care
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| Yeah, you know we won’t care
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| You know we don’t care, you know we don’t care |