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If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand |
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Hope you find out what you are; already know what I am |
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And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again |
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You can tell me how vile I already know that I am |
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I'll grow old, start acting my age |
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It'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate |
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A crown of gold, a heart that's harder than stone |
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And it hurts to hold on, but it's missed when it's gone |
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Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not |
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I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget |
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If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of this state |
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You can keep to yourself, I'll keep out of your way |
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And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down |
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Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out |
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It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room |
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When I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds |
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So call it quits, or get a grip |
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You say you wanted a solution; you just wanted to be missed |
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Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not |
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I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget |
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So you can forget, you can forget |
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You are calm and reposed |
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Let your beauty unfold |
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Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones |
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Spring keeps you ever close |
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You are second-hand smoke |
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You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins |
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Holding on to yourself the best you can |
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You are the smell before rain |
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You are the blood in my veins |
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Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not |
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I'm glad that you can forgive, only hoping as time goes, you can forget |