I spilled a drop of blood and drenched my soul
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I pulled my skin through the wire
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Spat out the broken prose
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And when the curtain close
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I'll be behind you with a knife at your back
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And I'll fight your hate
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With whats in my head
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And whats inside my heart
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I'll never relate to the things that you've said
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Just stopped to fantasize
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About the bluest eyes
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And a certain smile
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That'll rip your soul to peices
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Come quick and cauterize this wide open wound
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Then give me something for the bleeding
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And I'll fight this fate
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With whats in my head
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And whats inside my heart
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I'll never relate to things that you said
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I wont shut my eyes till it all just goes away
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And I dont know I can make it through another day
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When it started it was just a little lie
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We kept that burning questions
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Deep, deep down inside
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Now we're older and our time is running down
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Can we still make it right
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Somehow the second time around
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We dont believe the lies that they've told us
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Yea the second time around
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Returning to the scence of the crime yeah
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Just for one more time around
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Skipped over and chastised
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'Cause we're never just like you
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Misunderstood right from the start
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Wore all your cheap abuse like battle scars
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Like men from mars to you
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And now you're terrified
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When you see what we've become
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Made To Be Broken
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Good Riddance |