Smoke and Mirrors - BVB ? <3
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I don't think you'll ever want to love me
You'd better listen to your doctor, doctor
Sober up and bury the empty cup
In a backyard of Seattle we used to lie
When I sew you up, don't let me...
Stop bleeding
Tiny stitches that you placed into my skin
Won't let me go (Oh no, oh no)
And they're ruining the mood
So I'll toast every beat of my heart like a miracle
And I don't think you'll ever want to love me
You'd better listen to your doctor
Doctors lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
If the dollar is right
Oh, my sweet little girl
Hold your mouth and you'll be all right