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When it comes to late hours like these I think 'bout all the wrong I do, I do to you Still you treat me lake an, an angel heaven sent You're a victim of my, my dirty deeds Even though I know, how nerve-wrecking it must be for you Even though I know, how frustrating it must be for you I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away 'Cause I do almost every time... I do As their hopes grow higher, higher and higher My rope round their necks squeezes, tight and tighter I treat them like they're the cutest thing I've crossed upon After all they'd only be, be has-beens Even though I know, how nerve-wrecking it must be for you Even though I know, how frustrating it must be for you I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away 'Cause I do almost every time... I do I ignore you and it tares you Your eyes glare and your blood shoots up to your head Letras de cancionesIt's dreadfully low of me to have had you so miss lead I know it ain't no good to do But I do it anyway I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away 'Cause I do almost every time... I get away with it! From Letras Mania