| Come tell me your story to unload your glorious grief
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| Where you are the valet of honour and i am the thief
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| And don’t ever mention the stains that you left on my track
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| How from a beautiful girl I became someone ruined and wrecked
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| It was all in your back
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| All in your back
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| So I spin in the dance of your absence and put on a show
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| But why do I smile baby, you of all people should know
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| The one that you loved
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| Died a long time ago
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| You can’t do me wrong with charity until
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| You’ll exhaust your lies and remedies, you will
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| But with your voice and melodies you kill, you kill
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| Your version of glory is dark and it’s covered with sin
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| And I wanna dive in an ocean of pink tourmaline
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| I’ve seen the pure souls they exist and they fly
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| I think I could live with it, I know I can now
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| You can’t do me wrong with charity until
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| You’ll exhaust your lies and remedies, you will
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| But with your voices and melodies you kill, you kill
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| It’s funny how now that I’m not in the palm of your hand
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| You’re still running blindly to save me again and again
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| But i don’t need a friend
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| No, I don’t need a friend
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| You can’t do me wrong with charity until
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| You’ll exhaust your lies and remedies, you will
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| But with your voice and melodies you kill, you kill |