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This is the place where she lay her head |
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when she went to bed at night |
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And this is the place our children were conceived |
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candles lit the room brightly at night |
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And this is the place where she cut her wrists |
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that odd and fateful night |
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And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling |
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And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling |
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This is the place where we used to live |
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I paid for it with love and blood |
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And these are the boxes that she kept on the shelf |
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Filled with her poetry and stuff |
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And this is the room where she took the razor |
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and cut her wrists that strange and fateful night |
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And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling |
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And I said, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what a feeling |
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I never would have started if I'd known that it'd end this way |
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But funny thing, I'm not at all sad that it stopped this way |
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stopped this way |