All bets are off
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You've made me a fool
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You are far colder than I ever gave you credit for
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All bets are off
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You've proven me wrong
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You are far colder than I ever gave you credit for
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And I guess that I'm impressed
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By your lack of self respect
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And how you stabbed me in the back
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Without any hesitation
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And I guess that I regret
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Every moment ever spent
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I would gladly take them back
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Without any hesitation
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If I put the gun in your hand
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I wouldn't have a chance to tell you to pull the trigger
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Before my brains would paint the walls
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And my headless form wouldn't hit the floor
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Before your tongue was down one throat or another
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Don't get me wrong
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This wasn't meant to be an attack on your character
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But you made the mistake in making me the villain
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And in the end
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You'll just complain
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That all this blood
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Is so cliche!
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This all is so cliche
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Denying truth and hiding pain
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Saving face and losing faith
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This isn't me
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Every story has two sides
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But I'm only telling mine
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So I guess that makes you right
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You'll use this as bragging rights...
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Throwing Myself To The Lions
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Chaos Con Queso |