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You could feel, a lot of doubtOn the runway, and in her murder walk, you could tellMaybe it's how she fellWhen she saw you, maybe it's how she fellLike some bright orange pumpsIt was the murder mystery she didn't wantShe put her claws deep in your arm andIt made the tracks go all redPull yourself together, hon.Or heaven's just in your head.When the bulbs had all broke and hit the groundThere was hardly any sound, yeah yeah yeah yeahThen you see a lot of doubt... and then they knewAll along it was you.It's too late nowCause breaking up's hard to do
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