What was it for? All these things I carried inside for so long
Is this my score, did you let me win, why let me begin?
You´re ignorant, selfish, vulgar... still so beautiful.
I went down on my knees with my hans down, my head down
Wasn´t it thought blood, that you coloured my face
When I fell outta grace, or was it true love, I died for
Sixteen tienes you showed me hoy to stop.
What was it like? Did you open your mouth, while you let him in?
How was your night, did it please the way that it used to do?
You made me throw up ´cause I couldn´t sleep myself away
Couldn´t see the ground.
With my hands down and my head down
Wasn´t it thought blood, that you coloured my face
When I fell outta grace, or was it true love, I died for
Sixteen times you showed me hoy to stop. (BIS)
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