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Hold tight, miss cheater |
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You forgot to wipe the scent of your lover |
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From your chest |
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I guess I never believed you had it in you |
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Burn the charade |
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Ignore your own fire |
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As the words from your lips |
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Ignores all the questions |
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I know what you're up to |
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You ignorant slut |
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You never tasted so shallow |
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You have death on your lips |
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Cunt, I always trusted every word you said |
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You gave me hope for the future |
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So how could I swallow every single spit |
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Of syllables from her tainted mouth? |
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When all her words were ****ing bullocks |
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Here's to you and taking the easy way out |
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We raise our glass this is a toast to all unfaithful ones |
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With every inch of all our hearts still beating we will sing |
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Goodbye my beautiful goodbye my beautiful |
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There's no one who will stand right beside you |
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When all comes to how you're treating your loved ones |
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You're slipping away |
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Can you feel how you're fading? |
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Important to none, you're dust in the wind |
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I put me trust in how the way she smile |
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It gave me strength for the future |
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But waves are crashing in |
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And we are drowning by the minute |
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Do you have a hand to hold on to? |
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For I have mine |
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You're ****ing dead to me |
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And as a heart need it's beating surely yours will stop |
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I know i have said it before but mark my words |
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If shutting you up will be the last thing I ever do |
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I will wrap the silence around your troth |
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And leave you breathless |
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I will take every word from a lonely harlots mouth |
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So pick your words wisely |
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For they will be your last |
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They will all be your ****ing last |
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The wind settles in, the clouds are getting closer |
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Sound the alarm we are the storm |
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We raise our glass this is a toast to all unfaithful ones |
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With every inch of all our hearts still beating we will sing |
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Goodbye my beautiful, goodbye my beautiful |
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All her words were ****ing bullocks |