| The incisions in your wrist were all for show
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| Just like you
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| The epitome of self-indulgence
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| Another farce, a charade!
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| And another set of crocodile tears
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| So serenade her with your last pathetic suicide love song!
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| 'Broken hearts never mend'--
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| But fools never move on!
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| And now she’s gone because of you
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| And once again, you’re the epitome of pure self-destruction
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| Cupid never found his mark
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| As we await the insertion of blades on flesh
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| You part the skin and tell of blades on blood
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| So part the fucking skin
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| So part the fucking skin
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| To tell of blades on blood
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| To tell of blades on blood
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| Of blades on blood
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| She said I love you
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| She said, she said goodbye!
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| So cry me a fucking river, bitch!
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| You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest
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| Let go!
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| You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest
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| Razors, roses and a black tomorrow
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| You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest
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| Razors, roses and a black tomorrow
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| They never showed any affection to anything but your ego
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| A tragedy of errors at the best of times
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| You are everything that’s wrong with me
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| You are everything that I despise
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| You are everything I dreamed would die
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| You are everything that fades away and slowly dies
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| Will you bleed for me when suicide seems so yesterday?
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| (Will you) Will you bleed for me?
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| Will you fucking bleed for me when suicide…
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| It’s so yesterday.
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| It’s all so fucking yesterday… |