Those I treated bad
Those who gave as good as they got
Those who couldn't let go
Those who let it ring till I gave up
The usual suspects in my mind
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Do you know he left the light on for you honey
The stuff of legend written at the bottom of a bottle
Tumbling through the sky, a one-way flight of fancy
Never thought to question how you spend my money
My free-wheelin' valentine
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When did you realize you'd better head underground
There ain't no Bauhaus in your Pretty How-Town
You put your body on the line and either one is fine
As long as my sentence fits the crime
Those I treated bad
Those whose love is never forgot
Those that got away
And joined a trans-atlantic synth co-op
Oh, all the lies I'll never try
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When did you realize you'd better head underground
There ain't no Bauhaus in your Pretty How-Town
You put your body on the line and I'll hold it for all time
Anyone's any was all to mine
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