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Is that enough?
I think it's over
See, everything has changed
And all this hatred may just make me strong enough...
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You got yourself some action
Said you got yourself a body
You got yourself an ass with
Mind of it's...
The long and winding road that leads to your door,
Will never disappear,
I've seen that road before It always leads me here,
Jimmy Got Nothing Made Himself A Name
With a gun that he polished for a rainy day
A smite and a quote from a vigilante movie
I Loved You Once
But look at you now
You'r in somebody else's bed
I loved you once
So i don't know how...
Time for bed
So i sit, and wait
For that gin and tonic
To go to your head
I know
It's a devious...
No more lying friends
Wanting tragic ends
Though they do pretend
They won't go when i go
All those...
If you've got something to say
Why don't you say it
If you've got something to give
Why don't you give it to me...
When your heart's in someone else's hands
Monkey see and monkey do
Their wish is your command
You're not to blame...
Now every day i see you in some other face
They crack a smile, talk a white
Try to take your place
My memory serves me...
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Is that enough?
I think it's over
See, everything has changed
And all this hatred may just make me strong enough
To walk away
They may chase me to the ends of the earth
But I've got you babe
And they may strip me of the things that I've worked for
But I've had my say
So hear me now
I've enough of these chains
I know they're of my making
No one else to blame for where I stand today
I've no memory of truth
But suddenly the audience is so cruel
So God, hey God you know why I'm through
Through
I guess it's tough, I guess I'm older
And everything must change
But all this cruelty and money instead of love
People, have we no shame?
They may chase me to the ends of the earth
But I've got you babe
And they may take away the things that I've worked for
But you'll pull me through
It's so clear to me now
I've enough of these chains
Life is there for the taking
What kind of fool would remain in this cheap gilded cage
I've no memory of truth
But suddenly the audience is so cruel
Oh God, I'm sorry
I think I'm through
I think I'm through
I think I'm, I know I'm...
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