Hold your knife against my throat, cut me deeper
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Feel the blood drip down your arm, darling
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I paint this picture on the back of my mind,
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But it's fading quickly like an eighth-grade summer romance
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The sleeping pills are mixing nicely with red wine
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Catch them all, before panic hits monday
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Trapped like rats, and oh the water is rising
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We'd use the life boat, but we gnawed through the tubing
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You're a drug, like the gun inside my mouth
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I know it's wrong but i just can't spit you out
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Happiness is a warm pun
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And i love the taste of steel tonight
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I know it happens for the rest of your life
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Not asking, just doing darling
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I know it happens for the rest of your life
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I paint this picture on the back of my mind,
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But it's fading quickly like an eighth-grade summer romance
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Eighth Grade Summer Romance
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