So out of line, with the stars and the sky,
With our feet wet with dew, we will sing me and you,
With your hands on my chest
say i loved you the best and kiss me, kiss me
Take your hand from my hand, close the door silently,
In an hour or so you'll kiss your husband's lips,
In the fleeting remorse you know it's the pain that's so good so kiss me
And if you want me to lie, then i will, i don't mind
Jagged thorns, cut my lips
Make them better, make them bleed,
Punch your fist in my chest and save your tears for someone good,
Did you think this was love, do you think you're the first, then kiss me
And if you want me to lie, then i will, i don't mind
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