Tell me how you could have been so cruel
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Don't you know that you were all I had
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And when you see your lover lying in a pool
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Of his own blood don't think me mad
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You tell me that I¡¯m not thinking to clearly
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And sure I might have had a drink or two
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But you knew how much I held you dearly
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I know I¡¯m thinking clearer than both of you
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You'll Be Mine
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| The Scabs |
