I'll cut my heart out and leave it here on the stage
And you can come pick it up after the show
And when you find out what you really want you let me know
And we can hang out with some more so-called friends
And we can meet at the house after the show
And you will smile and lie to my face, I'll never know
To fall in love you get fucked, you give in until you both give up
So give in to your next sweet young love
To fall in love you get to fuck, so who's the whore?
Can't count the lies
You get to fuck, so who's the whore?
You twist my words to fit the end
So what's a friend?
The truth remains to get your end
So what's a friend? So what's a friend?
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