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give me a lie. tell me you fell 'cos of my grace and not to help you erase her face. and oh
make it your best lie. 'cos i'm holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands and if it does
fall
give me a lie. tell me you fell 'cos of my grace and not to help you erase her face. and oh
make it your best lie. 'cos i'm holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands and if it does
fall
give me a lie. tell me you fell 'cos of my grace and not to help you erase her face. and oh
make it your best lie. 'cos i'm holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands and if it does
fall
give me a lie. tell me you fell 'cos of my grace and not to help you erase her face. and oh
make it your best lie. 'cos i'm holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands and if it does
fall
so if you really wanted me you'd show me how
'cos i'm your little remedy if you take me now
oh if you really wanted me you'd show me how
so if you really wanted me you'd show me how
'cos i'm your little remedy if you take me now
oh if you really wanted me you'd show me how
i don't care
'cos i'm no square
oh yeah
i don't care
'cos i'm no square
oh yeah