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He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
I am not anymore surprised at your
phone calls at 4 in the morning
(Hello, hello)
You try to write me letters like
you've transformed into Charles
Dickens overnight or something
(Oh, I'm sorry)
And I doubt that you've considered that maybe,
Just maybe those genes that you were forced in,
Although heavy, are no excuse for
your lack of trust in anyone, even you.
My boyfriend used my palm as an ashtray,
And that was on his good days
My scar looks like a bear, or a rabbit
They said, "It's just his bad habits."
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
I'm not even scared to come cure your
past, or try to reinvent it
(Just leave it alone)
I can be your lover, and your mother,
And your father who never really
had to take you fishing or teach compassion
You used my voice as your spokesman
You couldn't walk on your own feet
ain't that horrid
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
What's the use, I've caught the blindness
He's got inside my head
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
Are you going to tell me that you
can't bear this weight that was a
present 12 years from this day?
Well this town's on the edge of the dry, dry ocean,
And you're thinking you're immune
to getting torn or more
Yeah...Yeah... Come on
He's got inside my bed
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
He's got inside my bed
He's sleeping in my head
He's got hold of my hand
What's the use, I've caught the blindness
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