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"The Take Over, The Break's Over"

Baby, seasons change but people don't.
And I'll always be waiting in the back room.
I'm boring but overcompensate with
Headlines and flash flash flash photography.

But don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your way for fashion magazines.
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

Say, your head could be a prison.
Then these are just conjugal visits.
People will dissect us till
This doesn't mean a thing anymore.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your way for fashion magazines.
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places (woah).
We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places (woah).
We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places.
We don't fight fair.
With smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places.
We don't fight fair.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
We don't fight fair.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
We don't fight fair.