| CUT ME AND I’LL BLEED
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| Rebel flow, I watched her go
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| Oh cut me and you’ll see
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| That I’m not lost
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| The winter frost, from the night
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| Comforts me
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| CUT ME AND I’LL BLEED
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| Jealously, she envies me
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| Cut me and you’ll see
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| That I cut in the dark
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| This tricky love in the night
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| She comforts me
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| So come and show me what she wants
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| Would you tell me if you want my love?
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| Come and show me what you need
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| But CUT ME AND I’LL BLEED
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| Show me what this could be
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| You must be glad to tell me this
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| Form me another lead
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| 'Cause I can’t tell,
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| But under the spell of your eyes
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| They comfort me
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| So come and show me what she wants
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| Would you tell me if you want my love?
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| Come and show me what you need
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| But CUT ME AND I’LL BLEED
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| And I’ll replay this in my mind
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| To remind me I’m not lonely
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| But I don’t know where you are
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| I’m not sure if I’m your only
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| So come and show me what she wants
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| Would you tell me if you want my love?
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| Come and show me what you need
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| But CUT ME AND I’LL BLEED |