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Your love tells a story baby
Well I've been reading between the lines lately
The first page down rip it out and roll it up
I burn it like a star falling down to the earth
I always seem to love the things that kill me
Take your sticks and stones 'cause they don't break me
Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby
I am gonna die by your suicide eyes
Slide high on the cleaving baby
You look up and say jump
Whose gonna be the one to save me
Gonna die right here, ain't nobody gonna miss me
'Cause everybody think I'm crazy
Take your sticks and stones 'cause they don't break me
Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby
I am gonna die by your suicide eyes
Take your sticks and stones 'cause they don't break me
Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby
I am gonna die by your suicide eyes
Take your sticks and stones 'cause they don't break me
Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby
I am gonna die by your suicide eyes
Take your sticks and stones 'cause they don't break me
Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby
I am gonna die by your suicide eyes
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