How do you do that to me
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Talk so sweet, like you're gonna be around
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You're just another sweet, cruel memory
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How do you reel me in
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Like I'm gonna fall for it, but then I do
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How do you do that to me
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Time flies by, and I never hear a word from you
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And all I, I can think is
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It was mean, the time you never gave me
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And it was sad, the spine that I never had
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Ended fast, but the words still resonate so deep
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Deep like a knife left in me since that first night
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And I, I could feel you twisting all the words
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They burn me alive
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So deep, so deep
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Deep like when you feel like breaking
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but you're already on the floor
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Your mind is a fast car racing you to history's door
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Just to leave you wanting more
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You move in so deep, so still
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Slow kill
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How do you do that to me
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Sink in slow, like a knife you left behind
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But you'll be back to twist it
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How do you break me like that
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Cliche story with the same old ending
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I didn't mean a thing at all in the end
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How do you do that to me
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Use your words, every single one that kills me
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And you let it burn, then you're gone
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You're laughing at me like I'm less than you
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But I did it to myself cause I saw the best in you
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For a moment
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It was sweet
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The time you gave me
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But it was sad
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The spine that I never had
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Ended fast, but the words still resonate
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So deep, so deep
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Deep like a knife left in me since that first night
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And I, I could feel you twisting all the words
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They burn me alive
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So deep, so deep
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Deep like when you feel like breaking
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but you're already on the floor
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Your mind is a fast car racing you to history's door
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Just to leave you wanting more
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You move in so deep, so still
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Slow kill
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I can't shake this sickness
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It's in my stomach
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But you never even wanted this
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So why did you go in for it
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The kiss that left me breathless
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When you never even wanted this
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Deep like a knife left in me since that first night
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And I, I could feel you twisting all the words
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They burn me alive
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So deep, so deep
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Deep like when you feel like breaking
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but you're already on the floor
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Your mind is a fast car racing you to history's door
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Just to leave you wanting more
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You move in so deep, so still
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Slow kill
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Slowkill
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Katy Mcallister |