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In another room |
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Just out of my sight |
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Words we used to say |
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Become so slight |
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'Til they disappoint |
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And I know you won't return my kiss |
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Did I not love you quite like this |
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In another room |
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In another room |
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Where I'm obliged to wait |
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'Til I become the man |
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You barely tolerate |
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And the blood will pour |
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And it makes me drunk at the temple dorr |
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Did I not love you anymore |
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In another room |
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In another room |
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Now I feel vacant I can't get used to it just yet |
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In another room you're crying and shaking |
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Cursing the very day we met |
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In another room |
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Where we were before |
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Now you take your boy |
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And you close the door |
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In another room |
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He's kissing you so hard |
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The glass that's in his hands |
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It shatters into shards |
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Splinters in his thumb |
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And the blood will run down in his cuff |
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Did I not love you |
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Quite enough? |
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In another room |
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Just out of my sight |
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In another room |
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Goodbye, goodbye. |
