| I’ve dug two graves for us, my dear
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| Can’t pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
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| Oh, man, what a world, the things I hear
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| If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?
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| Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
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| And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
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| Well broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
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| And I don’t wanna let it go, so in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| I’ve dug two graves for us, my dear
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| Can’t pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
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| Oh, man, what a world, the things I hear
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| If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?
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| Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
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| And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
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| Broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
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| And I don’t wanna let it go, so in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| Yeah
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| Paper and pen
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| Quick while I’m zen
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| Not gonna happen again
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| I’m in a troubling time and I’m feeling like
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| All I can do is keep writing and writing and
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| Kicked on the floor by my friend
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| All because all that I did was defend
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| Now I’m left fucked up forever
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| But I am who I am and god damn I’d do it again
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| But now
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| Pain and more pain and the venomous thoughts
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| Stuck in an avenue, closing in walls
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| On my own scribbling, fighting my demons
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| And trynna make sense of it all
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| But I can’t
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| I’m in the dust
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| I’m feeling lost
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| Gotta hold back at all costs
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| I’m in a spiral that nobody that I know can understand
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| I’m alone in this honest honest land
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| And I’m digging our graves my friend
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| I’m alone in this honest land
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| And I’ll never be the same again
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| I’m alone in this honest honest land
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| And I’m digging our graves my friend
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| I’m alone in this honest land
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| And I’ll never be the same
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| I’ve dug two graves for us, my dear
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| Can’t pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
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| Oh, man, what a world, the things I hear
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| If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?
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| Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
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| And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
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| Well broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
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| And I don’t wanna let it go, so in my grave I’ll rot (repeat)
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot
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| So in my grave I’ll rot |