| No, I don’t want you back but I don’t want you with him
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| No, I don’t love you still, I hate him so though
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| Guess I’m off the hook if you’re not my victim
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| Must be something else that’s in my skin
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| I hate it this doesn’t feel like getting well
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| This doesn’t feel like anything good
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| I’m pulling back the skin here
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| I’m taking out the pins here
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| I’m finding that you’re still in here
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| I’m pulling back the skin
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| Begin pulling back the skin
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| I would like to see you only if to see you cry
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| I would like to kiss you, only to kiss you goodbye
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| At best I’ve bad intentions, and at worst I’d rather die
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| Than see you with another guy
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| I’m pulling back the skin here
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| I’m taking out the pins here
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| I’m finding that you’re still in here
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| I’m pulling back the skin
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| I’m pulling back the skin here
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| I’m taking out the pins here
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| I’m finding that you’re still in here
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| I’m pulling back the skin
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| And in pulling back the skin
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| I appear to have come undone
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| But I broke you first, yeah I broke you worse
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| And I appear to be the jealous one
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| But I broke you first, am I broken worse?
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| And I remember everything, oh yes
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| Tears in your eyes, wind in your hair
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| Cold in the water, warm in the flow of blood
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| I, I have this dream where I’m bleeding
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| We’re in your car, I start to panic
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| Waves are crashing. |
| Over head, stars are shining
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| You left me for dead. |
| Down by the shore
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| I told you that I did not love you anymore
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| There’re tears in your eyes. |
| How I’ve tried to let you go
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| The words I said were lies, I did not know
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| Get in the car and drive. |
| See if what’s mine is mine
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| See if the dead can rise. |
| I’m washed away |