| Yeah
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| Well I walked in and there you were collapsed down on the floor
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| Yeah, your hairs remains were all around, from which you tore and tore
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| And in your hand a razor, oh skin & blood on the blade
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| What was I to do, oh but run man run
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| I was so afraid
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| Oh baby, fuck you
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| Well darling, fuck you
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| Oh heaven, fuck you
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| What else was I to do?
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| But know that I’ll always still love you
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| And I’ll sit here darlin' oh just to hold you
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| And, I’ll feel your final breath
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| And your lips, they taste of death
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| And you left me, oh, in this mess
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| Oh fuck you
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| Well sometime in the morning
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| Your naked, bald and your cold
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| Well they threw you out in a garbage bag
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| While the trash man, he took your soul
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| Now your toilet is, oh, your tombstone
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| And your blood became a muse
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| Well what’s the point of fighting?
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| When we know we’re bound to lose
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| Oh baby, fuck you
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| Well darling, fuck you
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| Well heaven, fuck you
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| What else was I to do?
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| Well know that I’ll always still love you
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| And I’ll sit here darlin' oh just to hold you
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| And I’ll feel your final breath
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| As your lips, they taste of death
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| And you’ve left me alone in this mess
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| Well baby, fuck you
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| Well now we’re lost here, in purgatory
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| Like searching for Godot
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| Well your toes are painted ruby red
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| Oh, the color of my bloody nose
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| And I was crying out Which way do I turn?
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| Is it back or up a hill?
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| Well damn this life, I’ve wasted
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| With one kiss I took her breath
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| Oh baby, fuck you
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| Well darling, fuck you
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| Well heaven, fuck you
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| What else was I to do?
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| Well know that I’ll always still love you
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| And I’ll sit here, oh darlin', just to hold you
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| And I’ll feel your final breath
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| As your lips, they taste of death
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| And you’ve left me all alone in this mess
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| Well baby, fuck you |