| I can see your eyes, staring into mine
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| But it’s a battlefield and you’re on the other side
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| You can throw you words
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| Sharper than a knife,
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| And leave me cold in another house on fire,
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| I, lay low, lay low,
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| And watch the bridges burn,
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| I lay low, lay low,
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| What more could I have done?
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| Now you only bring me black roses,
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| And they crumble into dust when they’re held
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| Now you only bring me black roses,
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| Under your spell
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| She told me twice,
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| All her good advice,
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| But I couldn’t see
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| I was clouded by your lies,
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| Up in smoke,
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| A vision she foretold,
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| She said stay away cause that boy’s a warning sign
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| I, lay low, lay low,
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| And watch the bridges burn,
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| Now you only bring me black roses,
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| And they crumble into dust when they’re held
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| Now you only bring me black roses,
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| Under your spell.
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| And I’m done tryna be the one,
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| Picking up the broken pieces
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| And I’m done tryna be the one,
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| Who says «I love you dear»
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| But I’m leaving
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| Now you only bring me black roses
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| And the crumble into dust when they’re held,
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| Now you only bring me black roses,
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| But I’m not under your spell,
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| I’m not under your spell,
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| I’m not under your spell,
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| I’m not under your spell,
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| I’m not under your spell… |