Baby, now and then
I think about me now and
Who I could have been
And then I picture all the perfect
That we lived
'Til I cut the strings on your tiny violin,
Oh whoa
My mind's got a m-m-mind of its
Own right now
And it makes me hate me
I'll explode like a dynamite if I
Can't decide, baby
My head and my heart are torturing me,
yeah
'Cause my mind, and your arms,
I go to extremes, yeah
When angels tell me run, and
Monsters call it love, oh
My head and my heart are caught in-
between, yeah
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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Tell me yes or no
Asking the heavens,
"Should I stay or should I go?"
You held my hand when I had
Nothing left to hold
And now I'm on a roll, oh
Oh whoa
My mind's got a m-m-mind of its
Own right now
And it makes me hate me
I'll explode like a dynamite if
I can't decide, baby
My head and my heart are torturing me,
yeah
'Cause my mind, and your arms,
I go to extremes, yeah
When angels tell me run, and
Monsters call it love, oh
My head and my heart are caught in-
between, yeah
La-la-la-la-la
a-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
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