Man the nerve of this b***h Pardon my French But it's been 10 days And I'm getting kind of light headed Maybe I'll write her a letter in a gentleman's way And send it with the hopes that she might get it I can't believe I let her run all over me But all I think about is When she's here and holding me I love her She's the reason for the lesions Man I love her I start bleeding when she's leaving And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of All the lessons learned All my missions trying to find her and I can't complain I kind of like the pain She ain't even got a name She just lives in my brain And says.. She says she loves me But she comes and goes when she pleases When the door shuts It's like another papercut And now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades Claims she loves me But she cuts me into pieces When I'm sewed up Here comes another papercut Now I'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades.....
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