| Go with her or crawl back home
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| Laid broken glass in our doorway
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| Don’t you feed me another story
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| I need it notarized as true
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| Beat closed fists
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| Against your pale chest
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| Drilled a hole inside of you
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| They say you’re heartless
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| But we’ll need science
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| So, honey, I’m coming through
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| Go with him or crawl back home
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| I welded shut our doorway
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| Don’t feed me another story
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| I’m dumb enough to think it’s true
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| Yelled with bombast
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| At your soft chest
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| Drilled a hole inside of you
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| I called you soulless
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| But there’s been no test
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| So, honey, I’m coming through
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| Go with it or just forget it
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| Three voices spoke to you
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| Even if it’s all a story
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| Once you left here, it was true
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| Crushing my chest with your resentment
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| Drilled a hole inside of you
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| Taste of blood for reassurance
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| Honey, you’re coming through |