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New - Fuck you.
Follow the circle,
Nurse a battered heart.
Destination; sorrow.
This was doomed from the start.
So fuck me again,
Hold me down as I cry.
A patchwork relationship,
Sown with a lie.
It all seemed so perfect,
You said it'd be different this time.
"Come on honey, you know it'll be nice."
Guess I fell for that same old line.
So if looks could kill,
For only a night.
I'd hold you close,
Baby, I'd never let you out of my sight.
