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| | But you like her better | | But you like her better |
| | Wish I were... | | Wish I were... |
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head
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| − | Runnin' through my head
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | All the things she said (All the things she said)
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| − | This is not enough (Enough, enough, enough)
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| − | I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost
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| − | If I'm asking for help, it's only because
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| − | Being with you has opened my eyes
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| − | Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?
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| − | I keep asking myself, wondering how
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| − | I keep closing my eyes, but I can't block you out
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| − | Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me
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| − | Nobody else, so we can be free (Nobody else, so we can be free)
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head
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| − | This is not enough (Я сошла с ума)
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| − | This is not enough
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| − | [Bridge: Julia]
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| − | All the things she said
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| − | [Verse 2: Julia & Lena]
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| − | And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed
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| − | They say it's my fault, but I want her so much
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| − | Wanna fly her away where the sun and rain
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| − | Come in over my face, wash away all the shame
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| − | When they stop and stare, don't worry me
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| − | 'Cause I'm feeling for her what she's feeling for me
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| − | I can try to pretend, I can try to forget
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| − | But it's driving me mad, going out of my head
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head
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| − | All the things she said (All the things she said)
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| − | This is not enough (Я сошла с ума)
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| − | This is not enough
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| − | All the things she said
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| − | Things she said
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| − | Mother lookin' at me
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| − | Tell me, "What do you see?"
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| − | Yes, I've lost my mind
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| − | Daddy lookin' at me
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| − | Will I ever be free?
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| − | Have I crossed the line?
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head
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| − | All the things she said, all the things she said
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| − | Runnin' through my head, runnin' through my head
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| − | All the things she said (All the things she said)
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| − | This is not enough (Я сошла с ума)
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| − | This is not enough
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| − | All the things she said
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I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you
Only if you knew how much I liked you
But I watch your eyes as she
Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while I die
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were Heather
Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate her? She's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she
Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while I die
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather
I wish I were Heather
(Oh, oh)
Wish I were Heather
Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were...
