She cuts you once, she cuts you twice
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But still you believe
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The wound is so fresh you can taste the blood
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But you don't have strength to leave
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You've been bought, you've been sold
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You've been locked outside the door
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But you stand there pleadin'
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With your insides bleedin'
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'Cause deep down you want some more
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Then she says she wants forgiveness
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It's such a clever masquerade
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She's so good with her stiletto
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You don't even see the blade
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She cuts you hard, she cuts you deep
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She's got so much skill
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She's so fascinating that you're still there waiting
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When she comes back for the kill
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You've been slashed in the face
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You've been left there to bleed
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You want to run away
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But you know you're gonna stay
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'Cause she gives you what you need
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Then she says she needs affection
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While she searches for the vein
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She's so good with her stiletto
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You don't really mind the pain
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She cuts you out, she cuts you down
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She carves up your life
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But you won't do nothing
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As she keeps on cutting
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'Cause you know you love the knife
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You've been bought, you've been sold
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You've been locked outside the door
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But you stand there pleadin'
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With your insides bleedin'
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'Cause deep down you want some more
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Then she says she needs affection
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While she searches for the vein
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She's so good with her stiletto
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You don't really mind the pain
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Stiletto
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Billy Joel |