She commits treason with poise and precision.
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She uses passion as an excuse for arson.
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She could make millions on the words we had written
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but she'd rather let them burn.
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She's found a new one.
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She commits murder with sweet inspiration.
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She uses her tongue as the deadliest weapon.
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She could kill millions with her lips laced in poison
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but she'd rather let them burn.
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She'll set this town ablaze, again.
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She'll lay him down where we once did.
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And now her hand's entwined with his.
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He'll burn so bright, He'll burn out fast.
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He learns the lesson of despair and deception.
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He is the victim of crimes of decision.
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He could escape without complication
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but he'd rather stay and burn.
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It's too late. Its far too late for him
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She set the town ablaze, again.
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She laid him down where we once did.
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Her tongue is so entwined with his.
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They burned so bright but he burned out fast.
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This Town Ablaze
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| Chaos Con Queso |
