
时间:2000-03-21
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This won't be the last you'll hear from me it's just the start
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks like you did to me
I will hold a candle up to you to singe your skin
Brace yourself I'm bent with bitterness
When your apologies fail to ring true
So slick with that sarcastic slew of phrases like I thought you knew
While keeping me in hot pursuit
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin
In the end I win every time as ink remains
Sour tastes prevail as you play back the tape machine
When your apologies fail to ring true
So slick with that sarcastic slew of phrases
Like 'I thought you knew ' while keeping me in such hot pursuit
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin Absence follows