I feel your knife as it goes right in, Cut to my core, but I'm not bleeding. All that you say trying to make me small, Well the bigger you get, the harder you fall.
You use your words as a weapons, dear, But your blades don't hurt when you have no fear. You think that you're deep, under my skin, You're trying to keep me suffering, If you use your words as a weapon, Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears.
You have my heart, but I'll lock it up, This burning flame has been burnt enough. My windows crack they can be replaced, But your arm will tire, throwing stones my way.
You use your words as a weapons dear, But your blades don't hurt when you have no fear. You think that you're deep, under my skin, You're trying to keep me suffering, If you use your words as a weapon, Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears.
You use your words as a weapons dear, But your blades don't hurt when you have no fear. You think that you're deep, under my skin, You're trying to keep me suffering, If you use your words as a weapon, Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears.
I'll shed no tears.
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