It's not enough to get me drowned
A concrete solid way to teach me how
If I had my finger on the button
I'd have pushed it hard by now
Got to get a second look, a come back line,
To tell it as I'd like
Here we go, don't ask for space
I'm hopelessly devoted to your face
Every time our record sounds
We'll smile but fall back into our place
It's alright, it's OK, I wouldn't want
To have it any other way
I need someone to blame
A string section to bring out more of the pain
You'll know it when it feels just right
This soap opera is taking over our lives
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