# 2 stratacaster
Working late was how it started
Leaving early, staying late
Out with friends you said
I believe
Working out or helping neighbors
You played me like a stratacaster
Save the music I heard enough
Wrapped every sign of misbehaving
With a warm and fuzzy, feel-good tale
Had no clue
I was whipped and dreaming
Walking blind with a candy cane
Then I caught the downward spiral
roller coaster crashing down
You played me like a stratacaster
Save the music
I heard enough
Hit and run without a clue
You left me bleeding
Now we're through
two-faced schemer with one more lie
looking for another try
see my finger
take a peek
I'm not your Jesus
I'm out of cheeks
You played me like a stratacaster
Save the music
I heard enough
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