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I said I'm sorry for the rain,
and where it all fell down.
I'll kick in the engine:
get myself out of town.

And to all my disbelievers:
I'll teach you to believe.
We get addicted to our medicine,
we create our own disease.

I found the cure,
it's inside me.
Won't you open your eyes
to see?

Revenge is sweet
when you're so discreetly
falling out of reach, yeah.
Revenge is bitter
when allies turn rivals;
in times like these:
make it harder and harder to breathe.

Cut throat
and dripping,
but I'm skipping
out on what I need
most.

I've got an appetite for love
suppressed by fear;
we've got our fingers on the trigger,
and the barrel at the mirror.

I found the cure,
it's inside me.
Won't you open your eyes
to see?

Revenge is sweet
when you're so discreetly
falling out of reach, yeah.
Revenge is bitter
when allies turn rivals;
in times like these:
make it harder and harder to breathe.

I can't help that I'm angry,
and I love when I'm in pain;
Shaking off the water
from the unrelentless rain.

This atmosphere is nowhere near
what it used to be.
The white flakes on the ceiling
can't help but fall upon me.

Break my bones
cos I'm beautiful
when I'm not
alone.

Mend my bones
cos I'm ready,
I'm ready to
go home.

Revenge is sweet
when you're so discreetly
falling out out of reach, yeah.
Revenge is bitter
when allies turn rivals;
in times like these:
make it harder and harder to breathe.

Break my bones
cos I'm beautiful
when I'm not alone.

Mend my bones
cos I'm ready,
I'm ready to go home.

I said I'm sorry for the rain,
and where it all fell down.