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So looking back i can see what you mean

The look on his face said it all (and) in regret,

He looks at himself then in silence he screams

Then packed his bags

With a locked stare he heads for the door

I know she'll get what she deserves.

Another clenched fist thats raised to the face

We'll keep this one to ourselves

The body hits the floor, the bones break and form a key

One less whore to my name, One more notch on the kill count.

Cant you see through the holes in your hands ?

Once worship now pity.

When did i really lose you ?

We'll keep this to ourselves, But I've had it up to my neck

You'll get what you deserve, Your fair share of all this heart ache

Quit trying to save yourself

You were fucked before you even started.

I could have left you with heart shaped bruises

I would have left you with heart shaped bruises

To show how much i really cared

God Damn

I could have replaced your cold heart with a clock,

At least you'll still be ticking.