| You broke me down just like before
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| Like I was nothing but a whore
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| Never knowing what I’d do
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| Once I could have my way with you
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| You always told me I was bad
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| That I only ever made you sad
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| While all this may be true
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| You never knew I’d come unglued
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| I couldn’t walk away
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| Until your blood was cold
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| It was a sight to see
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| A vision to behold
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| You know it ain’t worth doing
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| Unless you do it well
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| Send me a postcard from hell
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| You woke me up I felt the heat
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| You shook the bed I tore the sheet
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| I made my exit in the dark
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| That night the devil left his mark
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| I couldn’t walk away
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| Until your blood was cold
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| It was a sight to see
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| A vision to behold
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| You know it ain’t worth doing
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| Unless you do it well
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| Send me a postcard from hell
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| I couldn’t walk away
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| Until your blood was cold
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| It was a sight to see
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| A vision to behold
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| You know it ain’t worth doing
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| Unless you do it well
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| Send me a postcard from hell
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| You know it ain’t worth doing
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| Unless you do it well
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| Send me a postcard from hell |