| Well come on in and sit right down
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| Surprised to see you’re still around
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| You broke my heart, that’s history
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| I’m still alive and you’re dead to me
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| I hung the crapes up on my door
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| I cried for you six months or more
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| I gave a heartfelt eulogy
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| I said goodbye, you’re dead to me
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| It didn’t take a gun, didn’t take a knife
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| I don’t have to take your life
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| To bury you beneath the weeds
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| I’m over you, you’re dead to me
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| It’s plain to see you’re above the ground
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| You haunt the streets of this old town
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| You’re still as fine as fine can be
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| Well that’s good for you, you’re dead to me
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| It didn’t take a gun, didn’t take a knife
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| I don’t have to take your life
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| To bury you beneath the weeds
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| I’m over you, you’re dead to me
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| So let me pour you a glass of wine
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| I’ll leave the poison out this time
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| Already killed your memory
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| So here’s to you, you’re dead to me
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| Already kileld your memory
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| Don’t take this wrong, you’re dead to me |