| In your white lace and your wedding bells
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| You look the picture of contented new wealth
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| But from the on-looking fool who believed your lies
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| I wish this grave would open up and swallow me alive
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| For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow
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| The love i gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows
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| When the wheel of fortune broke, you fell to me Out of grey skies to change my misery
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| The vacant spot, your beating heart took its place
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| But now i watch smoke leave my lips and fill an empty room
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| For the bitterest pill is hard to swallow
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| The love i gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows
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| The bitterest pill is mine to take
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| If i took if for a hundred years, i couldn’t feel any more hate
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| Now autumn’s breeze blows summer’s leaves through my life
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| Twisted and broken dawn, no days with sunlight
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| The dying spark, you left your mark on me The promise of your kiss, but with someone else
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| For the bitterest pill is mine to swallow
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| The love i gave hangs in sad coloured, mocking shadows
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| The bitterest pill is mine to take
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| If i took if for a hundred years, i couldn’t feel anymore ill! |