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You haven't been home
In three whole days
And now you're at the door
Flowers in hand
From a cheap gift shop
Just down the street
You think that it's enough
She'll understand

How does it feel
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You're quick at coming up
With little white lies
But how did they become
Black alibis
And now you're in so deep
And there is no way out
You dug yourself a grave
And here you lie

How does it feel
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How does it feel

How does it feel
How does it feel
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She looked at you
She saw through you
Then she said these words
You're never there
So I don't care
Then she closed the door

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