Again you call him up
You've told yourself a thousand times to stop
But now it feels OK

One day at a time
A broken heart succumbs to sober mind
And a kiss to tell the world you are fine

But then you rip your heart out
And serve it on a plate of tears
Your lips are scarred now
The die is cast
And maybe you should let it go

Again the lights are down
You close your eyes and wrap your legs around
It feels OK
Halfway through a glourious night
Words whispered softly in the twilight
Praying is to be satisfied

But then you rip your heart out
And serve it on a plate of tears
Your lips are scarred now
The die is cast
And maybe you should let it go

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