| Let’s start it over from the beginning.
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| Let’s play for keeps so I know you can never get the best of me.
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| Sometimes you have to, and the other times you serve,
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| Whoever saves you and brings you to your knees.
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| My love…
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| Beauty fades when she dies,
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| In a red dress and alone,
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| But it was the best times.
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| And you’re right to love him.
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| And you’re right to want to close the door and lock me in,
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| Break the key and chase the blood out of my veins.
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| I’m screaming down side streets where the city ends and the dead end speech.
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| Bite your ip and smile, while many holes to fill and I’ll find them all.
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| She holds them in her hands,
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| But when she lets go she knows,
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| It' the last time that she ever will again.
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| And you’ll find that…
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| Beauty fades when she dies,
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| In a red dress and alone,
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| But it was the best times.
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| And you’re right to love him.
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| And you’re right to want to close the door and lock me in,
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| Break the key and chase the blood out of my veins.
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| You’re wrong.
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| I’m not alone, I was right.
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| You were not the only one.
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| And.
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| Beauty fades when she dies,
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| In a red dress and alone,
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| But it was the best times.
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| And you’re right to love him.
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| And you’re right to want to close the door and lock me in,
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| Break the key and chase the blood out of my veins.
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| Carve my name into concrete so that they know that I’m alive. |