punch drunk kisses
under mistletoe
I'm missin' the older days
stars are missin'
and the moon is gone
so let's dance the night away
sat by the sea
just you and me
watching the boats float by
but now the shores are gone
and when you come home
you can't look me in the eyes
don't come back to me
don't say pretty please
and when you're with him on your knees
you'll think of me
so, honey,
go jump off a cliff
'cuz our bridge is burning bright
you painted it with gasoline
and let it all come to light
I call you "baby", the neighbours call you "whore"
fingerprints of the life we had before
don't say you love me more
- Aria
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