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I see you coil back in your shellI caught you in a lie you were concealing well Can't take it back, can't be undone You've cut the cloth turning away the sunI stand up straight, your mouth is dry You fumble platitudes, searching for my reply You could resist that bed of bliss You chose to let goIt's the same old youGone and sold up for getting around It's the same oldIt's our love that you are running down(Said you loved me)I have to ask, tears on your faceIt's worked before, your honesty your saving grace I question safe, it's not good newsYour liable, a symptom of your abuseI've got your pulse, you're set in stoneI'd get more out of listening to a dial tone Been here before, seen the reviews I played my partIt's the same old youGone and sold up for getting around It's the same oldIt's our love that you are running down From Letras Mania