| Once my lover, now she’s dressed up in gold
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| Silk and cedar, sleeping out in the cold
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| Got my badge, got my gun, got my anger
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| She didn’t wanna sleep alone that night
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| And I said, «Who would say no? |
| Who would say no?»
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| I didn’t answer when she called that night
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| Oh, my God, twenty years old, twenty years old
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| Now, when I close my eyes I see her face
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| 'Cause the love you give is the love you take
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| And the heart you hold is the one you break
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| It’s my behavior that I abhor
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| I was her savior and she was my scapegoat
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| Ruby cumulous in an alley alone
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| Dial the number, but there’s nobody home
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| Got my foil, got my fire, got my sorrow
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| She didn’t wanna sleep alone that night
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| And I said, «Who would say no? |
| Who would say no?»
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| I didn’t answer when she called that night
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| Oh, my God, twenty years old, twenty years old
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| Now, when I close my eyes I see her face
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| 'Cause the love you give is the love you take
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| And the heart you hold is the one you break
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| It’s my behavior that I abhor
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| I was her savior and she was my scapegoat
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| Like paper angels, strung in a row
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| Drunk with inertia, they never grow old
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| Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no |