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Shout

Listen baby to what I say,
you only want what you've thrown away,
broken tables,
you're unstable...

(Looks like someone has won...)
These pirate games...
(I'm loading up your gun...)
I'm ready to take all the blame...
(But still I play along...)
While sinking in sand I find,
but no I am not moving,
this check mate is the last time...

(It's just how high you climb...)
There's ivory in this spine...
(Be cleaning up tomorrow...)
Keeping what you've left behind...
(You need a little faith to shine...)
To know the sun will set,
it will be dark by eight,
and winter's as cold as it gets...

Wanna' make you hear,
gotta' walk away,
wanna' make you dance,
gotta' move this way,
wanna' hear you breathe,
without a doubt,
wanna' make you sing,
wanna' make you shout...

Listen baby to what I say,
you only want what you've thrown away,
broken tables,
you're unstable...

Listen honey, listen well,
I'm only yours soon as you get well,
you're designer,
nothing finer...

(No I'm not in denial...)
I see my violins...
(It's taking you a while...)
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Watching all this soaking in...
(Was never made of tin...)
Can't keep it up no more,
but like it's always been,
I'm sleeping underneath your door...

Gonna' stop my heart,
it's running wild,
I gotta' tie a knot,
no, I aint no child...

Listen baby to what I say,
you only want what you've thrown away,
broken tables,
you're unstable...

Listen closer, ear to a can,
I'm only here under your command,
got three wishes,
clean your dishes... oh, no...

I don't mind that baby,
I don't mind that lately,
if you're coming my way,
I don't mind,
I don't mind...

I don't mind that baby,
I don't mind that lately,
if you're coming my way,
I don't mind,
I don't mind...

Listen baby to what I say,
you only want what you've thrown away,
broken tables,
you're unstable...

Listen honey, listen well,
I'm only yours soon as you get well,
you're designer,
nothing finer,
nothing finer...