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Baby seasons change but people dont,
And Im always be waiting in the backroom.
Im boring but overcompensate with headlines
and flash, flash, flash photography
But dont pretend youll ever forget about me.
Dont pretend youll ever forget about me.
Wouldnt you rather be a widow than a divorcee
Style your way for fashion magazines
Widow, or a divorcee
Dont pretend d-d-d-d-dont pretend
(We dont fight fair. We dont fight fair.)
Say your head can be a prison
and these are just conjugal visits.
People will dissect us till this
doesnt mean a thing anymore.
Dont pretend youll ever forget about me.
Dont pretend youll ever forget about me.
wouldnt you rather be a widow than a divorcee
Style your way for fashion magazines
Widow, or a divorcee
Dont pretend d-d-d-d-dont pretend
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces.
Were trapped and well concealed in secret places.
Wo-oh
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces.
Were trapped and well concealed in secret places.
We dont fight fair. (We dont fight fair.)
We dont fight fair. (We dont fight fair.)
We dont fight fair.
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces.
Were trapped and well concealed in secret places.
(repeat)
We dont fight fair.
With smiles on our faces.
Were trapped and well concealed in secret places.
We dont fight fair.
Dont pretend you ever forget about me.
We dont fight fair.
(repeat)