My hands are cold, my body's numb
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Im still in shock, what have you done?
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My head is pounding, my visions blurred
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Your mouth is moving, I don't hear a word
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And I hurt so bad, that I search my skin
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For the entry point, where love went in
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And ricocheted and bounced around
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And left a hole, when you walked out
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I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
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Can anybody help me with these exit wounds?
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I don't know how much more love this heart can lose
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And I'm dying, dying from the exit wounds
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Wounds, where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
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Exit wounds
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Marks of battle, they still feel raw
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A million pieces of me, on the floor
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I'm damaged goods, for all to see
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Now who would ever wanna, be with me?
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I've got all the baggage, drink the pills
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Yeah this is living but without the will
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I'm blacking out, I'm shutting down
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You left a hole, when you walked out yeah
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I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
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Can anybody help me with these exit wounds?
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I don't know how much more love this heart can lose
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And I'm dying, dying from the exit wounds
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Wounds, where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
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Exit wounds
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Wounds, where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
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Lose your clothes and show your scars that's who you are (oooh)
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[x4]
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Marks of battle, they still feel raw
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A million pieces of me, on the floor
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I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
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Can anybody help me with these exit wounds?
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I don't know how much more love this heart can lose
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And I'm dying, dying from the exit wounds
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Wounds, where their leaving, the scars you're keeping
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Exit wounds
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Exit Wounds
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| The Script |
