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I don't hope I don't pray Because without you dear, You're so far away I've bled my blood I've cried my tears Still the pain don't get better After all of these years Who's gonna stop you now? Now that you're on top of the world Now that she's finally your girl Was it a huge relief? To brush me right off of your sleeve Stop pretending that you really loved me And never have to come clean I guess that's how life really works The naive will always get hurt For playing the games of the broken Which leave you in shame in the dirt And did it feel good all the same? To leave me with all of the blame I knew all along that you loved her So I guess that I cannot complain Fool me once! You love me Fool me twice! You were mine The one thing that I'm at fault for Is waiting all that time Your body was my temple, I worshipped at your feet How could I've known Revelations Would rise up with your deceit If you were my heaven Just let me burn in this hell And if that fire reminds me of you It's better than a million farewells
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 9:06 PM UTC
Better Sung In The Dark, All Alone
I don't hope I don't pray Because without you dear, You're so far away I've bled my blood I've cried my tears Still the pain don't get better After all of these years Who's gonna stop you now? Now that you're on top of the world Now that she's finally your girl Was it a huge relief? To brush me right off of your sleeve Stop pretending that you really loved me And never have to come clean I guess that's how life really works The naive will always get hurt For playing the games of the broken Which leave you in shame in the dirt And did it feel good all the same? To leave me with all of the blame I knew all along that you loved her So I guess that I cannot complain Fool me once! You love me Fool me twice! You were mine The one thing that I'm at fault for Is waiting all that time Your body was my temple, I worshipped at your feet How could I've known Revelations Would rise up with your deceit If you were my heaven Just let me burn in this hell And if that fire reminds me of you It's better than a million farewells
hannah-hidle
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 9:06 PM UTC
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