| The bloodstains on my hands
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| Our three year, one night stand
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| Love is bitter when it’s spent
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| Lying next to me in bed
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| Say her name under my breath (Sleeptalk)
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| It’s toxic, the same dance
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| Our feet firm in quicksand
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| Love is bitter when I see
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| How much I can make you bleed
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| ‘Til you feel like you’re deceased (Sleeptalk)
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| Into the night, I drink and drive
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| Anything to help me let go, let go
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| You feel the pain, I feel the same
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| But we cannot repeat this cycle
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| Oh
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| The worst is yet to come
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| Oh
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| Th worst is yet to come
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| No, pleas don’t be alarmed
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| We tend to fall apart
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| I’m entirely to blame
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| No, I couldn’t keep you safe
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| If there’s trust I will betray (Sleeptalk)
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| Sunset, sunrise
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| It’s better you’re not mine
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| I had everything to lose
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| Always find a way to prove
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| That I’m undeserving of you
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| Into the night, I drink and drive
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| Anything to help me let go, let go
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| You feel the pain, I feel the same
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| But we cannot repeat this cycle
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| Oh
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| The worst is yet to come
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| Oh
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| The worst is yet to come
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| I play the victim, like it’s tradition
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| Now I can see that I should have left you alone
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| The worst is yet to come
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| One day you’ll see
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| That the truth is, I am just a disease
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| (I am just a disease
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| I am just a disease)
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| The worst is yet to come
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| The worst is yet to come
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| Oh
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| The worst is yet to come
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| Oh
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| The worst is yet to come
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| I play the victim, like it’s tradition
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| Now I can see that I should have left you alone
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| Oh
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| The worst is yet to come |