Oh God, no - please don't tell her
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what I've done
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I can hardly look at her
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everything I love, I hurt
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Oh God, yes - she is love
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she is sex
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But I used her for the game,
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A scapegoat to carry the blame
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for a hate song
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For a hate song
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It's like masochism - I hate
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these hate songs
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Holding a dove
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then clipping it's wings off
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Someone you love
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and you give them the kiss off
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Someone to love - and you fuck it up!
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How I hate these dirty words I emulate
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How i hate ruining what I create
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How I hate this (and I hate that
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you don't fall for it) - this
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sinner's serenade
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This hate song (this self defecation)
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isn't helping anyone
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Save the sinner
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Save the sinner
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He knows not what he's done to himself
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What he's done to others
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He hides behind words
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he hides behind liquor
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He hides in his bedroom with his guitar
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screaming, "Sinner!"
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Oh God, look what I've done
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in the bedroom.
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Sinner's Serenade
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