I dialed 911 a long time ago.
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Now I see how late they're reacting.
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Here shakes a former lover/husband And there lies the wife
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of a train wreck just waiting to happen.
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Chorus
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My God, make this a dream because i really can't believe that she's gone.
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I'm not here and this isn't happening.
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Make this a dream because I really can't believe that she's gone.
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We'll wake up and she'll be next to me.
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I can't believe that she's gone.
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Marvel at this madman as this make-shift monster rips through the room.
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Watch in in fear as he comes completely unglued.
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Gaze in horror and amazement for a frightening instant
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As he christens the walls with broken bottles of perfume.
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Her few, final moments must have been a nightmare in waking.
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Victimized, violently shaking.
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Chorus
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I cant breathe...
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I dont deserve to take these breaths.
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All I need is to sit and rest my head on my knees
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The ambulance and police will be here soon.
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I can't see. I can't feel.
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I'm numb to everything,
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Except my body shutting down as they enter my home.
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Waking
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| Boysnightout (Boys Night Out) |
