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The dark side of love, the way human emotions go to the opposite side of the spectrum. |
| This is for all the doorknobs you've turned the wrong way You're just as dead as they are I don't know and you don't care And I fucking hate you for that This is for all the kisses you've blown the right way You're just as fake as they are I know and you still don't care And I fucking hate you for that I want the time back Turn the clocks the other way baby then start them over me without you Because it's dead again and I'm sick of it Sick of the sickness On second thought just keep the clocks running smoothly And I will fuck you 'til you love me Fuck you 'til you love me, baby Fuck the sickness right back into its place |