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tell me what you want me to do
tell me what you want me to say
when nothing I do or say is enough
everything fits but the size of my love
out of proportion and into your drug
into your drug
now how can I give you the world
painted on the side of a pearl
when neither the pearl 'nor the world is big enough
everything fits but the size of my love
out of proportion and into your drug
into your drug
nothing I do or say is enough
everything fits but the size of my love
out of proportion and into your drug
into your drug
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