Tuesday 18 December 2007 photo 2/5
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The phone rings And she screams: "Stab my back, It’s better when I bleed for you. Walk on me, There never was enough to do." I can’t get past her, Falling faster, It's true. It hasn’t done a lot for you. And every time he held you close, Yeah, were you thinking of me? When I needed you the most, Well I hope that you’re happy. The phone rings When she screams: "Stab my back, It’s better when I bleed for you. Walk on me, There never was enough to do." I can’t get past her, Falling faster, It's true. It’s better when I bleed for you. I hope that love he gave you, Was just enough to save you. You nearly broke my heart, Just look at what you’re tearing apart! Stab my back, It’s better when I bleed for you. Walk on me, There never was enough to do. I can’t get past her, Falling faster, It's true. It hasn’t done a lot for you. It’s better when I bleed for you. It never was enough to do. It hasn’t done a lot for you...
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