| Love, you threw me under
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| Just a little white lie
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| Fangs to seal the venom in your blood
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| Is it love, lust, or simply just a crutch for what’s become
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| Without a care…
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| So bleed me dry
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| and I’ll try to cover up my past afflictions
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| Cause you’re my new addiction
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| And though in spite you were right
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| to throw me under where you left me
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| Its love-sick passion fueled by insanity
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| All the lies are adding up
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| (You took me by surprise)
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| and I think I’ve had enough
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| Bad habit, you’re like a drug
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| My hands are tied and ankles cuffed
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| You took me by surprise
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| Just a little white lie
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| Love sold me cheaper than matches and gasoline
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| It’s never what it meant to me
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| It’s never what it meant to me
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| So bleed me dry
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| and I’ll try to cover up my past afflictions
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| Cause you’re my new addiction
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| And though in spite you were right
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| Its love-sick passion fueled by insanity
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| Love, you threw me under
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| And it’s true, I’m here where you left me
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| Love sold me cheaper than matches and gasoline
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| It’s never what it meant to me
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| It’s never what it meant
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| Love sold me cheaper than matches and gasoline
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| It’s never what it meant to me
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| It’s never what it meant
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| (I've burned myself!)
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| (Bleed, bleed, bleed…)
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| So bleed me dry
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| and I’ll try to cover up my past afflictions
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| Cause you’re my new addiction
|
| And though in spite you were right
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| to throw me under where you left me
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| It’s love-sick passion fueled by insanity
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| All these lies are adding up
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| and I think I’ve heard enough
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| A bad habit, you’re like a drug
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| My hands are tied and ankles cuffed
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| All these lies are adding up |