You just throw little darts
They keep on hurting me
All the pain still it's free
What a lucky guy
You just say little things
Mixed with lies of wanderings
I know they're just little things
But they hurt me big time
And then I watch you walk
And I like the way you walk
And I want something
I want it all the time
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