| As tears stream down your face
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| Do you think that I really care
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| Crocodile tears fall in rivers of deceit for the last time
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| The last time
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| Your blackmailing cold eyes
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| Reflect a weakness I cannot show
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| This time you took it too far
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| And now
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| Now I’m wise
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| Self-pity, it’s all too much
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| A fool to yourself
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| Laugh
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| Laugh in your face
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| Emotional blackmail: when can it end
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| So do what you must, snivelling wretch
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| Such a blemish on your character
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| You build on your insecurity
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| Your life’s an open book
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| The page’s speckled, wasted tears shed
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| So read deeper, close it tight
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| You can kill yourself once too often
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| Or drown in tears of self-pity
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| In me you stir no emotion
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| Just an unwitting jester
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| Your look of innocence
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| Affection-winning ploy
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| Never so humble
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| To pity your circus of fools
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| Crying, wanton desire
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| Greedy self-indulgence
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| A dreamland of glory
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| You would claim your inheritance
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| Watching your world collapse
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| Satisfying chills run down my spine
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| It’s crumbling down at your feet
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| The last laugh… is on you |