| I was always blue behind the red blood stain on my lips
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| You were always green with envy
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| Saw right through the tenderness
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| We were like a California sunset
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| Faded to die any minute
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| Getting rid of you might be the best thing I ever did
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| And I was seeing us in a silent movie
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| Taking off our gloves like a violent crime scene
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| Diamonds in the cut always know how to fool me
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| Oh honey
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| But I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run, run
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| When my makeup does
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| When my makeup does
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| And I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run
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| And I know when to run, run, run
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| When my makeup does
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| When my makeup does
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| I was always blue behind the black mascara
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| That I cried
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| You could be as sweet as honey
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| But I knew the darkness in your mind
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| We were like a gorgeous bed of roses
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| Ready to die any minute
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| Getting rid of you might be the best thing I ever did
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| And I was seeing us in a silent movie
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| Taking off our gloves like a violent crime scene
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| Diamonds in the cut always know how to fool me
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| Oh honey
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| But I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run, run
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| When my makeup does
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| When my makeup does
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| And I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run
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| And I know when to run, run, run
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| When my makeup does
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| When my makeup does
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| I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run, run
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| I know when to run, run
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| When my makeup does
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| When my makeup does |