So you think you have it all
That you don't need me anymore
That you're all dolled up
And it's going to rain
Like your favorite Sunday shoes
Oh they got all ripped and used
You think it's time to throw ‘em away
And I'm sitting here and listen
To the words that you're whispering
Who do you think you're fooling?
Cause we both know
It might just hit me now
But it's going to hit you soon
So you think you know it all
Until your heart gets ripped and torn
Till it gets too hard to breathe
Go on now give it your best shot
I'll be watching from afar
And I wish you luck my love
And I'm sitting here and listen
To the words that you're whispering
Who do you think you're fooling?
Cause we both know
It might just hit me now
But it's going to hit you soon
So soon
So you think you have it all
That you don't need me anymore
That you're all dolled up
And it's going to rain
Go on now give it your best shot
I'll be watching from afar
And I wish you luck my love
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