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I believe you try to read too much between the lines and you wonder why I don’t separate my heart from my mind. Broken down; let go. You always seem to be in the know and you move me just so I can’t tell if you’re for real or for show well, you’re setting me up for the big collide: All I know is that you’re taking me for some kind of ride. Got your hands on the wheel I can’t believe how you make me feel you let me down so hard I fall over like a playing card. And I believe the lies till they hit me right between the eyes open up come inside you’ll be surprised what you might find well, you’re setting me up for the big collide: All I know is that you’re taking me for some kind of ride. From Letras Mania