Why did I ever let us hang on for so long,
To our cycle of try harder and do me wrong?
You hid everything from me, a spy's life.
To think...I thought about you as a wife.
It will take me years to learn from every mistake
I made. Thank God you ran out of things to take
From me. If I'd been rich, or more fun, I'd be dead.
There must be some faulty wiring up inside my head.
To our cycle of try harder and do me wrong?
You hid everything from me, a spy's life.
To think...I thought about you as a wife.
It will take me years to learn from every mistake
I made. Thank God you ran out of things to take
From me. If I'd been rich, or more fun, I'd be dead.
There must be some faulty wiring up inside my head.
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