| I wanna see you fight for the hell of it
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| Pulling out your knife in the street light
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| Shining so dull on the glitter that flickers like lightning
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| Bouncing off the back of your blade
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| I wanna see some blood on your fingernails
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| Clawing at the club line’s vanity
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| There’s a pretty face in there too smart for her own good
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| You’re bound to put her in her place
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| And on the short ride home, we’ll k-hole in the taxi
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| I don’t wanna feel a thing at all
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| I’ve been losing all my lovers
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| Is this what you wanted, Madeleine?
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| I wanna get fucked up like a holiday
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| Spending half my night in the pouring rain
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| Oh I wanna numb my fingers and numb my brain
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| Til I can’t feel anything at all
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| I wanna stay this drunk, wanna celebrate
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| Moving bar to bar like a slow parade
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| Oh, I wanna ride like lightning and crash like thunder
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| Riding down the tracks in our veins
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| I got that sick, sick feeling to hurt somebody
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| Babe, I think there’s something wrong in my brain
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| I’ve been losing all my lovers
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| Is this what you wanted Madeleine?
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| And the sun has been out since I’ve been coming down
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| I don’t know how much more I can take
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| I’ve been lost I’ve been found asleep on the couch
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| Just waiting for the light to fade
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| And I’m trying to work out our wandering doubt
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| Oh loving you is hard somedays
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| I’ve been losing all my lovers is this what you wanted, Madeleine? |