| You’re a cold hard killer
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| There’s no magic I can see
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| You are not an angel
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| Not the gift from saints I’d thought you’d be
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| You are like an ice king
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| And you’re picking holes in me
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| But I have thawed and I forgive
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| Who you were made to be
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| Maybe you grew
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| Maybe you tried
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| Maybe you knew
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| Or maybe you lied
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| I don’t care 'cause I’ve begun to live
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| When I’d thought that I had died
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| You’re a mercenary man
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| And I’m the only one who knows
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| Crush my hand under the dinner table
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| Bruise me where it doesn’t show
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| I pray face to the people
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| Your secret was my lie
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| If any one was wondering
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| Why I was so damn quiet
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| What did I do
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| To make it seem right?
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| Oh, did you hurt too
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| When you made me cry?
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| I don’t care 'cause I’ve begun to win
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| What I’d thought I’d died of by
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| You’re a cold hard killer
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| You’re a cold hard killer
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| You’re a cold hard killer
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| You’re a cold hard killer
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| Maybe you grew
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| Maybe you tried
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| Maybe you knew
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| Or maybe you lied
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| I don’t care 'cause I’ve begun to live
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| When I’d thought that I had died
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| You’re a cold hard killer |
| You’re a cold hard killer
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| You’re a cold hard killer |