I was waiting in the back-seat of the car
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When I knew I'd given up
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Down one of the back-streets by the park
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So sick of the taste of blood
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I'm gonna write your girl a letter
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It'll make everything better
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Screaming down the phone-line to your mum
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She said 'Honey ain't home right now'
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I bought a tuxedo and I bought a gun
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And wore them all around this town
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Nobody dares to lift a finger
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They can see my heart is down and injured
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If I'm guilty of anything
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It's loving you too much
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Honey, sometimes love
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Means getting a little rough
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This is not bad love
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This is not bad love
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I've been going to church but I don't believe
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I'll ever be clear this pain
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Walk like a ghost through the streets
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Soaked from the pouring rain
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And I won't ask your God for mercy
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My spirit is low, my soul is dirty
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If I'm guilty of anything
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It's loving you too much
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Honey, sometimes love
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Means getting a little rough
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This is not bad love
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This is not bad love [3x]
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Bad Love
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| White Lies |
