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Something to Hide

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Why are you looking at me
Like I have something to hide?
Something to be ashamed about?

I'm sorry for the way
I couldn't swallow my pride
'Cause I know, I know it's true

Well maybe I'm a little proud
And now I admit my sins
Why don't you pay for your own
Before you look at me like you're a saint?

Are you still watching me
Like I'm about to trip you up?
Like I talk behind your back?

I'm sorry that I've been
Waiting for you to screw up
'Cause I know, I know it's true

We're all a little hypocritical
And we've taken it to the extreme
We're both over analytical
And now we know, we know it's true

I'm glad we both know that it's true





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