| I saw you in your wedding gown
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| The prettiest dress
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| I came into the room that night
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| And made such a mess
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| In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
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| With your ring in your hand
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| Your eyes and your mouth open wide
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| In my eyes
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| Blood drops look like roses on white lace
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| They won’t wash away
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| In my mind they’re roses on white lace
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| Straight from the heart
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| So dead upon the bed
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| You hurt me in the deepest way
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| I’m crippled inside
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| I took your evil skin away
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| It’s all cut and dried
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| I saw you tonight and carefully took your hand
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| With some smears on my cheeks
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| I knew that you would understand
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| In my eyes
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| Blood drops look like roses on white lace
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| They won’t wash away
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| In my mind they’re roses on white lace
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| Straight from the heart
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| So dead upon the bed, still searching for your head
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| They’re never gonna find your face
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| It’s hidden away
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| I found a very special place where we used to play
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| In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
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| With your ring in your hand
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| Your eyes and your mouth open wide
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| In my eyes
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| Blood drops look like roses on white lace
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| They won’t wash away
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| In my mind they’re roses on white lace
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| Straight from the heart
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| Blood drops look like roses on white lace
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| Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet
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| Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet
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| Roses on white lace, spilled on the walls, dark in the hall |