| Black is for the nighttime
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| Preys upon the day
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| Red is for the blood that flows like rivers in our veins
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| Gray is for betrayal
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| What you did to me
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| White is for the blinding light
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| That I know I’ll never see—know I’ll never see
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| Found you in the gutter
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| You needed tenderness
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| I gave you everything I had
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| I gave you all my trust
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| Handed out so neatly
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| Caught me in your trap
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| When I needed you the most
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| You stab me in the back—stab me in the back
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| Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
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| If you do it once, there’ll never be a second time
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| Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
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| Find somebody else; |
| you’re never gonna be mine
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| How do you find the nerve
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| To lie right to my face?
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| How do you find the nerve?
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| Black is for the nighttime
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| Preys upon the day
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| Red is for the blood that flows like rivers in our veins
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| I try and find excuses
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| For what you did to me
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| Can’t forget that burning rage
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| When I wake up thinking of your face
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| For the blinding swiftness of revenge
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| That I know I’ll never see—know I’ll never see
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| Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
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| If you do it once, there’ll never be a second time
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| Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
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| Find somebody else; |
| you’re never gonna be mine
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| Better luck, better luck, better luck next time
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| How do you find the nerve
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| To lie right to my face?
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| How did you find the nerve?
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| Better luck, better luck
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| Better luck next time |