| I was always a lonely boy
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| I hid little toys in my pockets
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| Friends to help me through the heartache
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| I never acted like a boy
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| All boys were cruel and so was I
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| And my breathing detonator pum-pum-pumping
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| And we’d fight in the dust and dirt
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| Both of us revert to the animal in us
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| I noticed your eyes today, avoiding me today
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| You humour me, smile, try to keep me at bay
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| I know you mean well
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| Or so you justify by the words
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| You are attempting to say
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| And what have you ever done for me?
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| Weeks between love are so long and cruel
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| Keeping me together is using up the fuel
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| The fire is eating up the furnace inside
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| I use up the last flames loving you
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| Your love is tender when it’s cruel
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| Your love is my door to the unreal
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| Your love is the key, feel, the way I feel
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| The way I feel, the way I feel, the way I…
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| When you smash up my room
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| When you smash up my room
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| When you twist my arm
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| When you twist my arm
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| Always testing, trying, testing
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| Trying to find out if I’m lying, you shout
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| What have you ever done for me? | 
| (x4)
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| Your love is tender when it’s treating me cruel
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| Flashing around with the animal in you
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| What the hell have you ever done for me?
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| Tell me you love me, it makes me cry
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| All my nerve endings curl up and die
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| And that’s no way to act for a boy
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| And that’s no way to act for a boy
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| Not another twisted love
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| Not another twisted love
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| Not another twisted love
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| Not another twisted love
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| What have you ever done for me?
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| Not another twisted love
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| Not another twisted love
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| Not another twisted love
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| Not another twisted love
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| Dream of a million tortures
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| And they’d all be too good for you |