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We got caught smoking in the rain
Let it feed the daisies on our graves
I feel the needle burning in
I got your name scared on my skin
If it hurts to love, baby I can be your pain
So pull the webs from the back of my heart
I've got a chain, can you tear me apart
So dig a grave, 'cause I'm dying to let you know
We can be like Jack and Sally
Where I'll hurt you, and you'll haunt me
Be the last page of our story
We can wear black to our wedding
Have a kid that makes us happy
And I'll kiss you every morning
But before I'm buried in white
You help me realise
I hate myself too much sometimes
('cause I hate myself too much sometimes)
I can be your pretty little habit
A silver bullet for the pain
She's a bit obsessed with death and all things black
And I'm a downward spiral but I know that you like that
What's that feeling? Think I need some novocaine
(novocaine)
So pull the webs from the back of my heart
I've got a chain, can you tear me apart
So dig a grave, if you love me let me go
We can be like Jack and Sally
Where I'll hurt you, and you'll haunt me
Be the last page of our story
We can wear black to our wedding
Have a kid that makes us happy
And I'll kiss you every morning
But before I'm buried in white
You help me realise
I hate myself too much sometimes
(I hate myself too much sometimes)
Wear black when we get married
Have a kid that makes us happy
Be the last page of our stories
We can be like Jack and Sally
Where I'll hurt you, and you'll haunt me
Right before I'm buried in white
You help me realize
I hate myself too much sometimes
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