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You can tear me apart,

Put one more knife in my heart,

Burrow into my bones with your thumb,

So that it hurts even when I'm numb.

Don't bother saying your goodbyes,

Haven't you told me enough lies?

Your words are sharper than sin

As you carve your name into my skin

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