| I wake up in the morning
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| I get out of bed and drag my makeup on
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| I walk out on the street, my every exit’s covered
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| I hitch up my pants and I fake it just like a man
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| Every hold that I had on time
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| Every dream that I thought was mine
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| Well, it’s all quite forgotten now
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| Lost without the double cross of you
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| Like my coffee I’ve grown cold
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| I stay behind and fade into the wall
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| I’m lost amongst the jostling crowds at lunchtime
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| I’m hoping you’ll come but I know that you won’t even call
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| Every hold that I had on time
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| Every dream that I thought was mine
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| Well, it’s all quite forgotten now
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| Lost without the double cross of you
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| Every hold that I had on time
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| Every dream that I thought was mine
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| Well, it’s all quite forgotten now
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| Lost without the double cross of you
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| My social smile comes out again
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| My glass in hand, I’ve a word for one and all
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| Ah, but deep inside I’m crying just like a baby
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| I’m all grown up but I never learned how to crawl
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| Every hold that I had on time
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| Every dream that I thought was mine
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| Well, it’s all quite forgotten now
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| Lost without the double cross of you
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| Every hold that I had on time
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| Every dream that I thought was mine
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| Well, it’s all quite forgotten now
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| Lost without the double cross of you
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| Every hold that I had on time
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| (Every hold that I had on time)
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| Every dream that I thought was mine
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| (Every dream that I thought was mine)
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| Well, it’s all quite forgotten now |