| How does the dagger feel now when you’re on the receiving end?
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| If this is what you call betrayal
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| Then this is what I call revenge
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| How could I be so blind?
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| I guess I fell in love too quickly…
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| But I’m fine
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| Imagine where you’d be now if you only knew
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| The one you love is the one who’s killing you
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| I trusted you too much
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| I know now that I should have kept my eyes
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| Wide open the first time that we kissed
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| I’ll bury you for this
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| Just say to me that this time is the last time
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| And I’ll pretend that somehow I know we’ll be fine
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| Years spent watching in silence as your illness spilled onto page
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| Those were the last days I spend with you
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| Before you left, before he came
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| How could I be so blind?
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| I guess I fell in love too quickly…
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| But I’m fine
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| Imagine where you’d be now if you only knew
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| The one you love is the one who’s killing you
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| I trusted you too much
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| I know now that I should have kept my eyes
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| Wide open the first time that we kissed
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| I’ll bury you for this
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| Just say to me that this time is the last time
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| And I’ll pretend that I’m fine
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| Oh, is it my fault?
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| You fell into that illusion you’ve been living discretely
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| Should I blame you in the end?
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| Did you ever think the sketches would take over completely?
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| Die!
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| Just die!
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| You are scum!
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| You are filth!
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| Choke on blood as your knife ends the show! |
| Writhe in pain you thought you’d
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| Never know!
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| I don’t think they dig graves close enough to hell for the likes of you!
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| I don’t think they dig graves close enough to hell for the likes of you!
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| I handed you a knife and my heart, oh, I handed you a knife and my heart
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| And now the dream is over… and now the dream is over
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| I handed you a knife and my heart, oh, I handed you a knife and my heart
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| And now the dream is over… and now the dream is over
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| How could I be so blind?
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| I guess I fell in love too quickly…
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| But I’m fine
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| Imagine where you’d be now if you only knew
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| The one you love is the one who’s killing you
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| I trusted you too much
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| I know now that I should have kept my eyes
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| Wide open the first time that we kissed
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| I’ll bury you for this
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| I handed you a knife and my heart, oh, I handed you a knife and my heart, oh
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| And now the dream is over… and now the dream is over
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| I handed you a knife and my heart, oh, I handed you a knife and my heart, oh
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| And now the dream is over… and now the dream is over
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| I handed you a knife and my heart, oh, I handed you a knife and my heart, oh
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| And now the dream is over… and now the dream is over |