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I'll cut my heart out and leave it here on the stage |
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And you can come pick it up after the show |
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And when you find out what I really meant you let me know |
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I'll cut it out, cut it out, cut my heart out and leave it here on the stage |
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And you can come pick it up after the show |
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And when you find out what you really want you let me know |
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I'll cut it out, cut it out, cut my heart out, with some more so-called friends |
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And we can meet at the house after the show |
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And you will smile and lie to my face, I'll never know |
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I'll never know, never know it again |
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To fall in love you get ****ed |
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You give in until you both give up |
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So give in to your next sweet young love |
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To fall in love you get to **** |
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So who's the whore? |
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So who's the whore? |
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Can't count the lies |
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You get to ****, so who's the whore? |
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So who's the whore? |
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You twist my words to fit the end |
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So what's a friend? |
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So what's a friend? |
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The truth remains to get your end |
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So what's a friend? |
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So what's a friend? |
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So what's a friend? |
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So what's a friend? |
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So what's a friend? |
