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It meant more to me
Than it ever did to you
why did you throw me to the wolves
something just like you to do
you fucked me over
shook up my world
in your wake I will lay
yeah, i would lay with you forever
if only you would stay
what a thing you did to me
you made me love you anyways
broken, bleeding, mangled up
yeah, i've had better days
cut my wrists
just make me bleed
i want one fucking minute alone
swallow the pills with razor blades
just to get me to sleep
though you hide within yourself
you kill me over again
in your wake I will lay
yeah, i would lay with you forever
if only you would stay
rip out my throat
let me bleed here
you fucked me over
let me suffer
for I the whore
and you the saint
i was the whipping girl
Than it ever did to you
why did you throw me to the wolves
something just like you to do
you fucked me over
shook up my world
in your wake I will lay
yeah, i would lay with you forever
if only you would stay
what a thing you did to me
you made me love you anyways
broken, bleeding, mangled up
yeah, i've had better days
cut my wrists
just make me bleed
i want one fucking minute alone
swallow the pills with razor blades
just to get me to sleep
though you hide within yourself
you kill me over again
in your wake I will lay
yeah, i would lay with you forever
if only you would stay
rip out my throat
let me bleed here
you fucked me over
let me suffer
for I the whore
and you the saint
i was the whipping girl
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