If I cry one more tear for you
I will have to beat myself up
Until my eyes are swollen shut
And I have blood dripping from my ears.
If I think of you one more time
I will perform the surgery on my own brain
With a sharp knife I can cut out that piece that remembers
And with it gone I can again be whole.
What could have been wasn't
And I will never go back
My ankles would have to turn
So that my feet faced behind me.
The melody is fainter
The road grows smaller in my rear view mirror
I left the party after I fell
When you twirled me and let go.
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