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zero house |
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You
took my pride and I want it back |
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No
more loving on the torture rack |
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No
more running when you call my name |
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The
things we've done, baby make me feel ashamed |
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Minus
me, minus you, |
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Smoke
out, ghost lovers, burn down the zero house |
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Seven
rooms for seven long years |
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Till
only dead people livin' here |
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Maybe
I should mutter this under my breath |
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But
honey I think love scared us to death |
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Opposites
subtract |
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Smoke
out, ghost lovers, burn down the zero house |
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We're
so stupid that it makes me want to scream |
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Baby
I think dogs have better dreams |
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Would
you look at what we try to live up to |
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Baby
I don't want this memory of you |
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Bad
boy, bad girl |
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Smoke
out, ghost lovers, burn down the zero house |
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We
both came here perfectly tempted |
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And
now we're leaving it perfectly empty |
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Nobody
lived here, no woman, no man |
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Just
a couple of flies circling a garbage can |
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Think
about it, buzz a while |
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Smoke
out, ghost lovers, burn down the zero house |
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Burn
it down |
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Burn
down the zero house |
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Burn, Burn |