| I took my blade, and I cut him deep
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| And the blood bloomed red on his crisp white shirt
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| For your party guests to see
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| I could’ve run in the night
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| I could’ve slit his throat in his sleep
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| But I wanted you to see
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| The company you keep
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| I thought we went together like violence on a balmy night
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| I thought being alone with a violent man made you feel alright
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| Can we get away tonight?
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| And your father said follow the money to the source
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| That’s what life is all about
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| Then you fuck the source
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| Till the money comes out
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| You say that I’m a brute
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| Cause I fell faster than you
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| But I’ve got a heart that’s true
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| And there’s nothing that I won’t do
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| To get away with you
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| Smile lights the slander in her eyes
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| She’s the dark clouds swirling in my skies
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| And the cocktail chatter all starts to dim
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| Like a doppler away from me she spins
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| On a bloom light sea, she starts to swim
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| She betrayed me, all now on a whim
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| To get away with him
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| I took my blade
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| But I couldn’t get it all to drain
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| I could see him bleeding differently
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| Like teardrops in the rain |