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You've got a nerve,
Giving me the cold shoulder,
Giving me the twice over thats not deserved.
And we'll talk, again when you're sober,
You say that I've got cold and our heat has gone.
I wanna be your eyes, so that you can see what you've done.
I wanna be your ears, so that you can hear, everything thats been missing...
Finders Keepers,
Will you keep me in line?
I like secrets,
Coz they keep me in line.
Old habits die hard, but I'm too young to die.
Well I guess its a mess,
That you've made your bed so, why are we,
Still laying in it and I can barely sleep,
I can barely eat and its been three whole weeks,
Since I heard you speak, Oh.
Sober today, feeding months and bills to break.
Oh, I love mistakes, especially ones you've made.
(I bet you're sorry)
Finders Keepers,
Will you keep me in line?
I like secrets,
Coz they keep me in line.
Old habits die hard, but I'm too young to die.
(No..)
Finders Keepers,
The whole thing is a lie.
And you won't find her,
Coz she's too hard to find.
Take my advice, and only run a mile.
And have another drink, and then think,
This one over.
You dig yourself a grave, everyday,
You're sober.
Do you see? What I mean?
Have your best interests written all over,
Me.
I could never be what you need.
Finders Keepers,
Will you keep me in line?
I like secrets,
Coz they keep me in line.
Old habits die hard, but I'm too young to die.
...
Finders Keepers,
The whole thing is a lie.
And you won't find her,
Coz she's too hard to find.
Take my advice, and only run a mile.
And I bet, you guess, me right,
(You guessed me, bet you guessed me right)
I bet, you guess me right ..