Guess i'll be leaving in the morning
by the chill that you gave me i will ride
i will tear out my insides just to find a place to hide
and i don't want to hurt you anymore
You got the dagger but i got the revolver
as we rolled and we tumbled to the floor
i been ?? is it just these drugs i'm feelin'?
and i don't want to lie to you no more
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?? till the end
a guitar's a man's best friend
but these rules were meant to be broken
?? make myself uneasy
and i haven't got the guts to make you cry
?? to one thing ?? do something
and i don't want to hurt you anymore
Now with this advice i will end
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some things are meant to be spoken
and these rules are meant to be broken