I'm not that cruel, I'm not that kind
There's really nothing on my mind
Believe me
And when I'm talking in my sleep
It doesn't ever get that deep
There's not much to me
I never try that hard, so everything is easy
And if I hold on tight, I only get dizzy
And if I'm left alone, I can always please me
I add up all the good I've done
Then count the bad things one by one
And it evens out
And if I've had the odd regret
It
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