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I came to you, |
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My conscience clean, |
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Blood on my knees. |
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The moral of the story |
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Is don't walk away again. |
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I called you out, |
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To see my bow, |
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Our final scene. |
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The moral of the story |
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Is don't look away again, |
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To find a better conversation. |
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I saw you there, |
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Your friends aware, |
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Without a care. |
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The moral of the story |
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Is don't lie to me again |
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To find a better conversation, |
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So I can be your consolation prize |
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I ran away |
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To stand my ground, |
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Look what I found. |
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The moral of the story |
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Is don't walk away again, |
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To find a better conversation, |
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So I can be your consolation prize. |
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To find a better conversation, |
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No, I'll never be your consolation prize |
