I'm cutting through
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You¡¯re bleeding out
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And I would tell the truth
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But I can¡¯t help myself
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red rushes out, dissect this nerve
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And I will stop myself
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Before I reach my cell
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I wasn¡¯t asking for the world
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And you know that I¡¯m not one to follow through
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All these city streets
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The people look the same
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And I can see your face
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And I can hear your name
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I wasn¡¯t asking for the world
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Your stabbing in
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permanent scars
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And you¡¯ll justify
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it all inside yourself
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You¡¯ve finishED me
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my pulse is gone
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And you're satisfied to put this all to hell
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I wasn¡¯t asking for the world
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And you know that I¡¯m not one to follow through
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All these city streets
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The people look the same
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And I can see your face
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And I can hear your name
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I wasn¡¯t asking for the world
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Drink the poison when you think it¡¯s over
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Stabbing yourself when you think it¡¯s too late
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Tragic endings are your thing
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You love them
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You love letting go
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The endings the same
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Drink the poison when you think it¡¯s over
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inevitable, Verona lives inside of you
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I wasn¡¯t asking for the world
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And you know that I¡¯m not one to follow through
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All these city streets
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The people look the same
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And I can see your face
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And I can hear your name
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I wasn¡¯t asking for the world
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Your Sword Vs/ My Dagger
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| Silverstein |
