My head is hurting
The pain of love is amazing
I refuse the lighter or the match
But she cant remove the thorn or dispatch the blade in her heel
She may be the last one that listens to me
But i would never tell her what to do
Life is funny when the crimson sun beats on your skin
You run the race and try to hide, but they never let you win
My sick idea of love gets me every time
Because the girls dont see what i mean, and all i do is sigh
Terrible contractions in my bones all held in my skull
No more traps no more lies just let me take this pill
 
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