| How could this happen?
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| Am I dreaming again?
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| Her body’s not moving, I’m assuming she’s dead
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| This isn’t a fucking game
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| There’s somebody’s life at stake
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| She’s covered in bruises
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| But the truth is that I never committed the crime
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| 'Cause I know I could never hurt a fly
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| Then how’d she lose her life?
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| You’re in denial
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| What you’ve implied has burned and stripped
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| The whites of my eyes
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| But what went on that night?
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| «Listen closely as I tell you I’m not who I seem
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| I’m gonna touch you 'cause I like it when you scream
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| I want to watch you when you’re sleeping and thinking of me.»
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| And that’s what he told her when he killed her
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| That son of a bitch took away my girl
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| He’s gonna pay for it right now
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| 'Cause you might think you’re in love
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| And he might promise you the world
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| Don’t believe what he says
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| He’s not real
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| It’s murder and this is it
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| My God, you better fear me 'cause I’m gonna find you
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| 'Cause I’ll be out in six months
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| With his address and a shotgun
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| And a promise for justice that night
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| And I’ll be standing at the crime
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| So they can throw me back in prison for my life
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| If that could bring you back to me
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| Last night I dreamed we had a future and you were alive
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| It was springtime on our wedding day
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| There were birds in the sky
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| The sun was glowing
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| It was beautiful and everyone was there
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| I still can’t believe that you’re gone
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| I’m so lost
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| I’m sorry, I’m sorry
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| Don’t go
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| Oh, please God, no
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| 'Cause you might think you’re in love
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| And he might promise you the world
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| Don’t believe what he says
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| He’s not real
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| He’s just a murderer
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| I think that I’ve had enough
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| He says, «You're too late
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| I’ve got a hole to dig and you think that I’ve over-reacted?
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| She was just so cute
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| I can’t resist 'cause I’m a sucker for promiscuous action.»
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| So tell me, just tell me
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| Tell me the truth
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| 'Cause you might think you’re in love
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| And he might promise you the world
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| Don’t believe what he says
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| He’s not real, he’s a murderer
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| 'Cause I’ve been lying awake
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| From this nightmare I feel betrayed
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| I gave my life, but you took it away
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| Am I dead? |
| Or am I just breathing?
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| 'Cause you’ve stolen the love of my life
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| So you’ll be sleeping with the fishes tonight
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| Sleeping with the fishes tonight
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| Now listen
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| I’m not religious, but I’ve learned to pray for her
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| I’m not a violent man, but people can change
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| So while you’re sleeping
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| I’ll slit your throat and drain your blood
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| And mail it to your mother
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| She’ll discover what a mess you become
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| I think she might like that, 'cause I fucking do
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| 'Cause you might think you’re in love
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| And he might promise you the world
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| Don’t believe what he says
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| He’s not real, he’s a murderer
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| 'Cause I’ve been lying awake
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| From this nightmare I feel betrayed
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| I gave my life, but you took it away
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| There’s not a day that goes by
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| But you took it away
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| But you took it away |