| Said she won’t give up on you yet
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| What’s the use of going on when you’re heartless?
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| Wanted sickness, wanted death, now you’ve got it
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| Said you should start making sense
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| Now you’re blue, but you’ve got nothing to prove it
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| Just a symptom of the young and the useless
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| Long days leave me weak and strange
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| Said you’ve got no more loose ends
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| We should leave cause we’re running out of friends here
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| Spent too long trying to bring back the good years
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| That’s when we were sweet like them
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| Wanted love, but we didn’t love ourselves yet
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| And now all we seem to love is the darkness
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| And strange days, where the dead boys play
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| We all waste, lovers bend and break
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| And now all we seem to love is the darkness |