Sunday, July 22, 2007

Obsession

Stories of her messed up life are written on her skin
Keeping count of all the times the knife just tends to win

But sunny days, oh, sunny days
They’re not far away
Sunny days, oh, sunny days
They’re not that far away

Who are you kidding,
Who are you kidding,
Who are you kidding,
Who are you kidding?

Stories of her messed up life are written on her skin
Keeping count of all the times the knife just tends to win

Rainy days, oh, rainy days
They are here to stay
Rainy days, oh rainy days
They are here to stay

Who is responsible,
Who is responsible,
Who is responsible,
Who is responsible?

Stories of her messed up life are written on her skin
Keeping count of all the times the knife just tends to win

Will this time be the last time?
Will it be the last cut in your life?
Will this time be the last time?
Will it be the last cut in your life?
Will this time be the last time?
Will it be the last cut in your life?

Stories of her messed up life are written on her skin
Keeping count of all the times the knife just tends to win

Don’t dial the number yet
I want to place my bet
Don’t go and die yet
I want to place my bet
On your head

It was the last time
I ever heard of you
It was the last time

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