| I got no more time to hear what you think about me
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| Because all your words are so cold, so callous, so clean
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| In the moment you could be honest, you could wake up, up
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| But your jealousy is more blind than love
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| And you could be my enemy
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| And you could be my judge
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| If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
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| And you could be my remedy
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| If you could show me love
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| If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up
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| I got no more time to hear who you think we should blame
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| Because all your words are so vile, so vicious, so vain
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| In the end, we did all the damage that you could want, want
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| But the emptiness will go on and on
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| And you could be my enemy
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| And you could be my judge
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| If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
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| And you could be my remedy
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| If you could show me love
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| If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up
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| And you could be my enemy
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| And you could be my judge
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| If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
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| And you could be my remedy
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| If you could show me love
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| If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up |