| The first time I saw a body bend that way
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| I realized that we’re more beautiful dead than alive
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| With bloodied flesh removed, your rib cage ripped away
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| And I saw why they say beauty comes from the inside
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| It won’t be the same this time around
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| You’ll never be the same again
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| I promise to never forget you
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| You’ll remember me
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| For as long as you live
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| And your life ends right here, right now
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| As I tear your heart apart
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| I’ll take your hair with me
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| Wrapped around my bloodied knuckles
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| As a soft, silken reminder
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| Of the day you discovered
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| That even the softest words
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| Can’t heal the deepest wounds
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| I pray that they find you
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| And use the softest words
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| To hide the hardest truth
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| I’m covered in your blood
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| It’s over. |
| We’re better
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| One day we’ll forget you
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| Were so right and so clever
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| I’m covered in your blood
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| It’s over. |
| We’re better
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| One day we’ll forget you
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| Were so right and so clever
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| I’m covered in your blood
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| It’s over. |
| We’re better
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| One day we’ll forget you
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| I’ll take your hair with me
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| Wrapped around my bloodied knuckles
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| As a soft, silken reminder
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| Of the day you discovered
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| That even the softest words
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| Can’t hide the hardest truth
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| I pray that they find you
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| And use the softest words
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| To hide the hardest truth
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| (Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer)
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| Henry: If you shoot someone in the head with a .45 every time you kill somebody,
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| it becomes like your fingerprint, see? |
| But if you strangle one, stab another,
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| one you cut up, one you don’t, then the police don’t know what to do.
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| They think you’re four different people. |
| What they really like,
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| what makes their job so much easier, is pattern. |
| What they call a modus
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| operenda. |
| That’s Latin. |
| Bet you didn’t know any Latin, did ya Otis?
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| Otis: Big fucking deal
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| Henry: What?
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| Otis: Nothing
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| Henry: It’s like a trail of shit, Otis. |
| It’s like the blood droppings from a
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| deer you shot, and all they gotta do is follow those droppings, and pretty soon,
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| they’re gonna find their deer
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| Otis: Why don’t you use a gun?
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| Henry: You can use a gun. |
| I’m not saying you can’t use a gun. |
| Just don’t use
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| the same gun twice
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| Save me from this
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| Love affair with broken hearts
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| Before it’s too late
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| Save me or save yourself
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| Love affair with broken hearts
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| Before it’s too late
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| Me or save yourself |