You and me,
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you know that we were always funny in a car crash sort of way.
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Watch me bruise and bleed for you.
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I always knew that I¡¯d end up dead today. (today, today)
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I¡¯m going to tear down the sky
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and all the dull stars tonight
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so I can stay hidden and live in the black.
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I hate being famous for my hits
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And never for my misses.
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Bloody kisses from poison lips
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leave lovers dead in ditches.
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So, pass another round around for the kids
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who have nothing left to lose
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and for those souls so old and sold out
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by the soles of my shoes
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(By the soles of my shoes)
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Drag my corpse through the cities
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I never got to visit.
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Promise - don¡¯t let me miss it.
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Promise - don't let me miss it.
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Drag my corpse through the cities
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I never got to visit.
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Promise - don't let me miss it.
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(Promise)
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You and me,
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you know that we were always funny in a car crash sort of way.
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Watch me bruise and bleed for you.
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I always knew that I¡¯d die (that I'd die, that I'd die)
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Baby, the blood¡¯s already been spilt
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And no amount of crying will wash
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The red from your guilty hands.
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Baby, the blood¡¯s already been spilt
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And no amount of crying will wash
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The red from your guilty hands.
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Baby, the blood¡¯s already been spilt
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And no amount of crying will wash
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The red from your guilty hands.
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But what if I
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promised to hold
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on long enough
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to suffer?
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But what if I
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promised to hold
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on long enough
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to suffer?
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But what if I
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promised to hold
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on long enough
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to suffer?
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But what if I
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promised to hold
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on long enough
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to suffer?
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I Got Punched In The Nose For Sticking My Face In Other Peoples Business
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