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I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moanI'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite, at your end of the phoneSo I may cling your interest, and make sure you're alone'Cause I am dying'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your ownI'm fine, borderline, so bad it hurtsThink fast with your money 'cause it can't get much worseI get told that I'm far too old for number one perksBut it's well worth weren't tryingI'm good in the neighborhood, can play a big partI bought this for a thought for a kiss for a tale of a broken heartI guess we are a thing gonna him, gonna him, but they think there's a startThat leaves me crying'Cause you're basic, you're basically on your ownI can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moanI'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite, at your end of the phoneSo may cling your interest, and make sure you're alone'Cause I am dying'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your ownWe were only living our separate livesLetras de cancionesSince we do the same things at the same timesI kept till moan guidelines that you setFor now I'll step towards my leader like the skies like I'm king setI can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moanI'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite, at your end of the phoneSo I may cling your interest, and make sure you're alone'Cause I am dying'Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own From Letras Mania