| Why must it come to this?
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| You disown me with a kiss
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| Another number on your list
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| Guess that’s me
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| But oh girl, what have I done?
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| Another fool blind by the sun
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| No, which way shall I run?
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| Aimlessly
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| But look out now, I can’t see straight
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| Just woke up and it’s getting late
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| And I’m as full of hate
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| As I used to be
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| But in the hour of my demise
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| I’ll recall your empty eyes
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| You know I died
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| The day you set me free
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| But what good is living for
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| When there’s no knock on the door
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| No shelter from the war
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| Against me
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| But if you comfort me till dawn
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| I’d sing your lonesome song
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| Pack my things
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| I’ll get gone faithlessly
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| But with your high heels and your mace
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| You tell me I’m out of place
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| Rip my eyes out of my face
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| With ease
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| And if I had one inch of pride
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| You took that too when you said goodbye
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| You know i died
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| The day you set me free
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| But I dreamt of you last night
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| And I woke to hate my life
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| Good God, I’m sick of sight
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| Can’t you see?
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| But I must remain composed
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| 'Neath the trembling of the rose
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| But you left me so exposed
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| Faithlessly
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| Who knows what is right or wrong?
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| Payed your debt and carry on
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| And no, I don’t belong
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| That’s plain to see
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| I guess I’ll take your stress in stride
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| The hill is deep, the water’s wide
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| You know I died
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| The day you set me free |