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Well, I don't know what time it was when she said to me:
"I think you?d better go ? I think you?d better leave."
And though I didn?t want to be alone, I thought I'd try.
And though I thought I knew better, I asked her why, and she said:

?You don?t know me very well.
I could make your life a living hell.
And I don?t know you very well ?
you could make my life a living hell.?

Well, I don't know what time it was when she called my name.
And I tried to remember hers; otherwise, I?d have done the same.
And in the early morning, I tried to slip away.
But when she whispered across that room,
She asked me to stay and I said:

?You don?t know me very well.
I could make your life a living hell.
And I don?t know you very well ?
you could make my life a living hell.?

One look, one glance. One night, one chance.
One look, one glance. One night, one chance.

Well, I don't know what time it was when I said to her:
"I can barely see you now, but I feel your every word."
And in the heat of that darkness, there was no pride.
She could stare at my soul, while I tried to hide.

?You don?t know me very well.
I could make your life a living hell.
And I don?t know you very well.
You could make my life a living hell.
And you don?t know me very well.
I could make your life a living hell.
And I don?t know you very well.
You could make my life a living hell.?