i dont know where my temper went
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i lost it in an argument
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you kept too sharp and careless
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when you made your point and pierced me with it
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i said it did a perfect match
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its meant to burn with just a scratch
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now that should seem to fire you up
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how do i approach this conversation
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cuz i feel like a firetruck
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pulling up too late
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to obvious arsen
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I said I'm good I'm moving on
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Well it won't be long, it won't be long
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What was that thing hanging from your lips
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I swear I wont become afixed
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I watched the smoke you struck a flame
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You then held to your cigarette
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Now was there something more you meant
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that I had not uncovered yet
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Well I guess that's just about as close
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As I was ever going to get
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Walking along I start to gash
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It's nothing more It's just a scratch
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You fanned the fire you fanned your lash
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And I feel like I'm about to collapse
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I'm telling you it does not hurt
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Don't ask you'll only make it worse
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Walking along I start to gash
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It's nothing more it's just a scratch
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Just a Scratch
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Phantom Planet |