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You know that I want you
You know that I need you baby
You know that I love you
So why isn’t that enough?
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And there's not a dry eye in the house
After love's curtain comes down
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Act one - the story's just begun
Act two - I fell in love with you
Act three - knew it was meant to be
Act four - you don't love me no more...
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It doesn’t matter what we lose, it only matters what we’re going to find
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The lonliest words you will ever know:
"If only if only it were so "
The emptiest words that there’ll ever be:
"It coulda been me, it coulda been me"
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What about your town?
It's defective!
It's a dead end street to me
What about your school?
It's defective!
It's a pack of useless lies
What about your work?
It's defective!
It's a crock and then you die
What about your childhood?
It's defective!
It's dead and buried in the past
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What about hope?
It's defective!
It's corroded and decayed
What about faith?
It's defective!
It's tattered and it's frayed
What about your Gods?
They're defective!
They forgot the warranty
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What about love?
It's defective!
It's always breaking in half
What about sex?
It's defective!
It's never built to really last
What about your family?
It's defective!
All the batteries are shot
What about your friends?
They're defective!
All the parts are out of stock
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Some days I just pray to the God of Sex and Drums and Rock 'N' Roll.
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Maybe I'm lonely, And thats all I'm qualified to be
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Najgorzej jest wieczorami, gdy siadasz na łóżku i czujesz, że tak na serio
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