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You throw me water when I’m drowning
You take my kindling when I’m cold
You give me matches when I’m burning
And give me pennies for my gold

You’ve got a heart as hard as diamonds
Shines like a piece of coal
Buried deep in the ground
Like your coal black soul

You got one hand in my pocket
The other hand’s on the spade
Sending me to the bottle
And into my early grave

Now I’ve tried like hell to leave you
But you keep pulling me back
Your love is like a freight train
And I’m tied to the track

No soul on earth could love you
No man can satisfy
Only hell’s own fire will ever warm you
You should be the devil’s bride

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