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Got drunk on a |
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Friday night |
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Woke up Sunday morning |
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His bags by the front door |
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There's no final warning |
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She's thrown in all his clothes |
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And all reason is out |
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It's the silence that killed him |
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He wished to |
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God she'd shout |
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When you're a man it's hard to see why |
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When you're a man you're not allowed to cry |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's blood on the floor |
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There's an empty bottle of vodka that says |
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He's not needed anymore |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's a bullet in his head |
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There's a note by his side that says |
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Without you |
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I'm as good as dead |
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With tears in his eyes |
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He was too proud to show |
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He said, "Should I call you?" |
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Her shrug told him no |
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Why can't she forget? |
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Why won't she forgive? |
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It's not what he planned |
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It's just what he did |
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When you're a man it's hard to see why |
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When you're a man you're not allowed to cry |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's blood on the floor |
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There's an empty bottle of vodka that says |
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He's not needed anymore |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's a bullet in his head |
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There's a note by his side that says |
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Without you |
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I'm as good as dead |
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When you're a man it's hard to see why |
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When you're a man you're not allowed to cry |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's blood on the floor |
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There's an empty bottle of vodka that says |
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He's not needed anymore |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's a bullet in his head |
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There's a note by his side that says |
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Without you |
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I'm as good as dead |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's blood on the floor |
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There's an empty bottle of vodka that says |
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He's not needed anymore |
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There's a crack in the mirror |
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There's a bullet in his head |
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There's a note by his side that says |
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Without you |
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I'm as good as dead |
