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Time will tell and so will those little things |
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you keep tucked in your head |
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Cause I wasn't born with enough of an innocence |
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to keep coming back for more |
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She must of lied to you, |
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before I had her |
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All day long I sit and communicate with the dead |
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corpse that I call my girlfriend |
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And she's only half of the girl that I met |
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See it takes true love to watch her decay |
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She must of lied to you |
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before I had her |
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She must of lied to you |
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before I had the time to sit and |
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think about those little things that creep inside |
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and tear me apart |
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I'm sorry I never meant to hurt you |
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but I'm going down that road alone |
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and never coming back |
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All day long I sit and communicate with the dead |
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corpse that I call my girlfriend |
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She must of lied to you |
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before I had her |
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She must of lied to you before I had |
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her heart |