| Your steady hands, so delicately carved
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| Beautiful scars all over my heart, drew blood like modern art
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| Persuasive words strung out to make believe
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| That everything’s fine, the perfect crime, you’d tie the blame on me
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| Your kiss just doesn’t taste the same, your eyes have never looked that way
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| I can’t recognize what love I saw before
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| So I’m giving you two nights
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| Notice to leave me forever and never remember
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| My name, my face
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| Can you take this to your grave?
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| So I’ll burn in the bright lights
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| Turning to ashes and embers you’ll never remember
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| My name, my face
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| Can you take this to your filthy grave?
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| Don’t you hesitate (C-c-can you take this to your grave?)
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| Won’t you go away-y-y-y?
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| Your weapons are short skirts and crimson lips
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| Gets everyone off on emotional bombs, I know you live for this
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| I’m sick of picking up your every mess
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| It’s time to return the lessons I’ve learned in cardiac arrest
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| Your kiss just doesn’t taste the same, your eyes have never looked that way
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| I can’t recognize what love I saw before
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| So I’m giving you two nights
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| Notice to leave me forever and never remember
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| My name, my face
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| Can you take this to your grave?
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| So I’ll burn in the bright lights
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| Turning to ashes and embers you’ll never remember
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| My name, my face
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| Can you take this to your filthy grave?
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| (Can you take this to your grave?)
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| Don’t even hesitate
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| Just go away and take these rotten memories with you
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| This crash has no survivors, just the burning wreckage of our hearts
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| You’ll never hear a word from me again
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| So I’m giving you two nights
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| Notice to leave me forever and never remember
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| My name, my face
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| Can you take this to your grave?
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| So I’ll burn in the bright lights
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| Turning to ashes and embers you’ll never remember
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| My name, my face
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| Can you take this to your filthy, can you take this to your filthy
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| Can you take this to your grave? |