Drowning in the melancholic
The thought has crossed my mind
Not every liar has a story
But this one does
But this one does
And I'd give anything for one more minute
I'll never lose this feeling
The aching in my bones
Yes, it's true
You look better in black, you look better in black and blue
(I wouldn't think of it; I wouldn't hurt a fly)
It must have been a loss of control
But you'll never know
Won't you say it's not too late to remove the marrow from the bones
You were begging for beginnings
I was pleading for the end
I'm feeling better, I swear
I'm feeling better now
And after all, I should have listened to you
From your lips to God's ears, love
But he's not listening to me
The thought has crossed my mind
Not every liar has a story
But this one does
But this one does
And I'd give anything for one more minute
I'll never lose this feeling
The aching in my bones
Yes, it's true
You look better in black, you look better in black and blue
(I wouldn't think of it; I wouldn't hurt a fly)
It must have been a loss of control
But you'll never know
Won't you say it's not too late to remove the marrow from the bones
You were begging for beginnings
I was pleading for the end
I'm feeling better, I swear
I'm feeling better now
And after all, I should have listened to you
From your lips to God's ears, love
But he's not listening to me
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