| Lyric | Song | Musical |
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| Who says that murder's not an art? | |
| But now there's nowhere to hide, since you pushed my love aside | |
| The road was long but I ran it | |
| In a class above the rest it even went well with his vest | |
| I could have spread my wings and done a thousand things I've never done before | |
| Every streetlamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning | |
| Good looking, so refined, wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind | |
| No-one in your life is with you constantly | |
| Who is this girl in a rusty bed? Why am I back in her filthy room? | |
| Then again they don't commit sins of the flesh, so it's pretty fresh | |
| I was lost 'til I heard the drums then I found my way | |
| And I dug right down to the bottom of my soul to see what I had inside | |
| There is a room that's full of toys. There are a hundred boys and girls | |
| Just one look and I can hear a bell ring | |
| God knows, God knows I've fallen in love | |
| What good is sitting alone in your room? | |
| Don't dream too far, don't lose sight of who you are | |
| Totally unprepared am I to face a world of men | |
| Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know | |
| Sing once again with me our strange duet | |
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