Called you on your private number, left a message on your mobile phone. Even tried the operator. When I call no one¡¯s home
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Trying so hard to reach you, try to keep this thing alive
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You¡¯re the one I need to speak to. Didn¡¯t you know there¡¯s a monster inside
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If you¡¯re gone I¡¯ll carry on but deep inside I¡¯ll give my heart to the winter
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If you leave I¡¯ll take this blade and carve your name into my ugliness
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So I went and sat in Crystal Palace. By the plastic dinosaurs
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In my pocket there¡¯s a piece of paper and the writing looks like yours
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Started picking through our conversations
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Picking through the rotting leaves
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Never realised the implication didn¡¯t you know there¡¯s a monster in me
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If you¡¯re gone I¡¯ll carry on but deep inside I¡¯ll give my heart to the winter
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If you leave I¡¯ll take this blade and carve your name into my ugliness
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Summer¡¯s gone and there¡¯s no sun, what have I done, I¡¯ve lost my love to the winter
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Now my heart is cold and dark what have I done I¡¯ve given my love away
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To The Winter
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| Suede |
