| Oh, you’re out there tonight with another
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| And my pain is so dreadfully sharp.
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| I picture you with her and shudder,
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| It’s like a dagger through the heart
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| Do you think that my feelings don’t matter,
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| Or your cheatin' or hurtful remarks
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| When you leave me all broken and shattered
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| It’s like a dagger through the heart
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| Oh, I know I’m a fool to keep stayin'
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| When you’ve made hurtin' me such an art,
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| Tossed around like a used box of crayons,
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| It’s like a dagger through the heart
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| Oh, you cut me to pieces so often
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| Like a knife or a poisonous dart
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| I would be better off in my coffin,
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| It’s like a dagger through the heart
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| Oh, I know I’m a fool to keep stayin'
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| When you’ve made hurtin' me such an art,
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| Tossed around like a used box of crayons,
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| It’s like a dagger through the heart
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| Like a dagger through the heart, through the heart |