stamping her heart to the floor,
once again
tearing it apart,
so that no one else could take a piece of it.
There she was,
selling her body
while her soul sailed away.
Seems to me you can't hide again
Seems to me you've got no one else to play with
Are you ready to fall?
Or are you gonna keep looking for someone to hang from?
Are you ready to stop?
Is it ever gonna stop?
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