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             something happens  | 
        
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  | 
        
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             I
            get jumpy  | 
        
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             Wanna
            step on the gas  | 
        
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             Drive
            right out of  | 
        
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             this
            place fast  | 
        
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             She
            says, "Red light  | 
        
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             I'll
            take those keys"  | 
        
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             Out
            of my mind and  | 
        
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             On
            my knees  | 
        
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                | 
        
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             CHORUS:  | 
        
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             Something
            happens  | 
        
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             And
            I don't know why  | 
        
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             I
            can't seem to get my future  | 
        
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             Out
            of her eyes  | 
        
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             Something
            happens  | 
        
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             And
            never for sure  | 
        
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             If
            I could name this sickness  | 
        
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             I'd
            be cured  | 
        
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             I'd
            be cured  | 
        
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                | 
        
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             She's
            long distance  | 
        
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             And
            it's a grind  | 
        
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             Always
            static  | 
        
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             On
            that line  | 
        
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             Tear
            the phone out  | 
        
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             From
            the wall  | 
        
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             But
            in my head I  | 
        
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             Get
            that call  | 
        
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                | 
        
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             REPEAT
            CHORUS  | 
        
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                | 
        
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             She
            don't wanna talk,  | 
        
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             She
            don't wanna talk to me  | 
        
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             She
            just wanna look,  | 
        
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             She
            just wanna look through me  | 
        
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                | 
        
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             It's
            a famine  | 
        
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             Or
            it's a feast  | 
        
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             Who's
            that beauty  | 
        
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             Who's
            that beast  | 
        
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             Threatening
            murder  | 
        
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             Or
            happiness  | 
        
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             And
            if I do it  | 
        
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             Will
            I confess  | 
        
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                | 
        
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             REPEAT
            CHORUS  |