| Wipe the dirt off my knees and the blood off my hands
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| I’m a mess, I confess, but you just wouldn’t understand
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| Yesterday I laughed and today I cried
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| If you could hear what my pillows say at night
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| One moment I’m low and the next I’m high
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| Down the gutter, here I go
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| Throw me away
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| Me and my crooked halo
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| Just clip these wings
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| This pill’s so hard to swallow
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| Doesn’t it hurt when you’re down on your knee?
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| All you feel is the cold when you’re heart’s made of stone
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| Beautifully obscene
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| In the dirt I’m your queen
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| I am the nightmare infecting your dreams
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| I can be your best friend, I can be your worst enemy
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| Up to you, here’s a knife, cuts as smooth as a melody
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| I saw you making eyes, you don’t want none of this
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| I’m a one way ticket to a sinking ship
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| You can march to the beat of my awful symphony
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| Down the gutter, here I go
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| Throw me away
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| Me and my crooked halo
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| Just clip these wings
|
| This pill’s so hard to swallow
|
| Doesn’t it hurt when you’re down on your knee?
|
| All you feel is the cold when you’re heart’s made of stone
|
| Beautifully obscene
|
| In the dirt I’m your queen
|
| I am the nightmare infecting your dreams
|
| Doesn’t it hurt when you’re down on your knee?
|
| All you feel is the cold when you’re heart’s made of stone
|
| Beautifully obscene
|
| In the dirt I’m your queen
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| I am the nightmare infecting your dreams |