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This conversation
Always ends
With goodbye!
You're standing here behind the door
You're waiting with your robe
Maybe you just have to sleep
In someone else's bed
Maybe you just have to keep
Searching for something
Better than perfect
Which you know will never exist it's
Cut and torn
There's no defense like!
A good offense!
You know this!
The clock is running down on me
There's no way I can win
Maybe you just have to sleep
In someone else's bed
Maybe you just have to keep
Searching for something
Better than perfect
Which you know will never exist it's
Cut and torn
I've known this! All along
I loved you anyways
Despite all your deceit
This time I'm with you!
I've been faithful!
How I would have felt!
Now all we have
Left are bodies and words
I can't be a boy forever!
Maybe you just have to sleep
In someone else's bed
Maybe you just have to keep
Searching for something
Better than perfect
Which you know will never exist it's
Cut and torn
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