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The Prince Lyrics
Call
Your dogs
Off
It's over
You're
Right
As usual
You're right
Trust me, I know
What's best
For you
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
Pistols
Pointed at me
Click
It's really just me giving up
I trusted you
You know
What's best
For me
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
(If it ?)
Circles
Under
Your eyes
It's sickening
Let me guess what
You've been doing
We can't trust you
You don't know
What's best
For us
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
Your dogs
Off
It's over
You're
Right
As usual
You're right
Trust me, I know
What's best
For you
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
Pistols
Pointed at me
Click
It's really just me giving up
I trusted you
You know
What's best
For me
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
(If it ?)
Circles
Under
Your eyes
It's sickening
Let me guess what
You've been doing
We can't trust you
You don't know
What's best
For us
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
No, I think I'm fine
You loved me like a preacher loves his wine
A season of the most unholy kind
We never even noticed when you lied
We made it all fine
Song Info
Submitted by
iceblink-luck On Feb 13, 2015
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