Parallels
You stepped out of line
You were infatuated by me
So what will she say?
Oh, you don't really care, do you?
Beyond all this we've been sharing
You still gotta find your way back home
And here I stay
Cooking for one, living alone
Oh, yeah baby!
You'll need to pack your things
I wouldn't do to me what you do to you
(Shh!)
Don't guess what I think
Just leave or disappear
I can't afford a gun
I wish you my best or at least the rest
That pity didn't suck out of my body
On your way out
Take the garbage bag
Take it in hand
Sometimes you'll be lucky in your tries
But sometimes you will not
When you fool someone
The first to get hurt must be you
(...)
You're stuck outside of real life
But parallels last a short time
While your time goes on
Your space shortens
Simple math
I have no regret of kicking you out
Days are new and bring a lot of fun
I've gotta clean my room
Why dontcha take care of yourself?
Oh yeah baby
You'll need to pack your things
I wouldn't do to me what you do to you
(Shh!)
Don't guess what I think
Just leave or disappear
I can't afford a gun
I wish you my best or at least the rest
That pity didn't suck out of my body
On your way out
Take the garbage bag
Take it in hand
Sometimes you'll be lucky in your tries
But sometimes you will not
When you fool someone
The first to get hurt must be you
(Ooohh)
Sometimes you'll be lucky in your tries
But sometimes you will not
When you fool someone
The first to get hurt must be you
You were infatuated by me
So what will she say?
Oh, you don't really care, do you?
Beyond all this we've been sharing
You still gotta find your way back home
And here I stay
Cooking for one, living alone
Oh, yeah baby!
You'll need to pack your things
I wouldn't do to me what you do to you
(Shh!)
Don't guess what I think
Just leave or disappear
I can't afford a gun
I wish you my best or at least the rest
That pity didn't suck out of my body
On your way out
Take the garbage bag
Take it in hand
Sometimes you'll be lucky in your tries
But sometimes you will not
When you fool someone
The first to get hurt must be you
(...)
You're stuck outside of real life
But parallels last a short time
While your time goes on
Your space shortens
Simple math
I have no regret of kicking you out
Days are new and bring a lot of fun
I've gotta clean my room
Why dontcha take care of yourself?
Oh yeah baby
You'll need to pack your things
I wouldn't do to me what you do to you
(Shh!)
Don't guess what I think
Just leave or disappear
I can't afford a gun
I wish you my best or at least the rest
That pity didn't suck out of my body
On your way out
Take the garbage bag
Take it in hand
Sometimes you'll be lucky in your tries
But sometimes you will not
When you fool someone
The first to get hurt must be you
(Ooohh)
Sometimes you'll be lucky in your tries
But sometimes you will not
When you fool someone
The first to get hurt must be you
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