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Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor |
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Everything I know about breaking hearts I learnt from you. |
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Hearts don't break, |
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Those three words don't mean a thing, when you throw me down. |
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Aren't you tired of being weak? |
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After all these images of pain |
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Atelophobia; |
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Honey you say that I'm cold |
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Right when you're gone, I really miss you. |
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You got what you want, now you can hardly stand it. |