The One Who's Not Afraid

Giving up my throne, serving the public.

Darling, we've got a seat in a vacant playhouse.

And I'd love to play house,

But you and I know we'll come back to plug in.

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There's always something to gas.

It's only an artist's path.

And I fall in love right here with you.

I wrap you in sateen and velvet blues.

You fit right in my picture, Mr. Gray.

Glad I put some sunshine on your face.

The moon...

Is hanging low...

Grimaces...

Way below.

Says, Hey...

Throw it all away.

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He could be the one, babe.

Give it a chance—grace.

I know you're so hardcore

To protect your soft core.

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If he's the one,

Why does he look at me that way?

'Cause he's the one

Who's not afraid.