| There’s a scar between us
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| A thorn upon this rose
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| My skin will only weaken
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| The more I lose control
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| She has the mark of genius
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| So perfectly impure
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| A harlequin from Venus
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| Walking through my door
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| Sorry love
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| I’ve seen you in history books
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| I’ve seen you in the quiet looks
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| I’ve seen you in the firelight
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| I see you when I close my eyes
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| And when I see you between these lines
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| I breathe your name back to life
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| I see you suffer on your own
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| I see you and I want to take you home
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| She has the mark of sorrow
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| She suffers in my skin
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| My scars are hers to borrow
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| I’d give her anything
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| Sorry love
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| I’ve seen you in tenderness
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| I see you, my murderess
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| I see you when the lightning strikes
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| I see you when I close my eyes
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| And when I see you, like a blinding light
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| It’s when I need you, don’t give up this fight
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| I see you as they throw their stones
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| I see you and I want you for my own
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| Well there’s a place for us dreamers
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| You only have to choose to escape
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| Their hands are never gonna reach us
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| And I’m never gonna wake |