Tom: E major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I knew it wouldn't last. It all happened so fast.
One minute they were so in love
and the next one she had passed.
I always had my doubts. I figured it all out.
I knew something was curious when he would
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talk about how love wasn't a race,
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The guilt writ on his face, right there in black and white,
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I think it serves him right.
I told you it was him. I tell it like it is.
The story served his purpose
and look at what he did.
I just read the lines, the acts are his designs.
I don't tell him what to do,
I just tell it back to you.
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And I will tell you this,
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he killed her with his kiss.
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I think it serves him right. I think
"Maybe it was my fault and
I deserve to be upset,
Maybe the price of being wrong
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So please tear up my memories
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into a thousand little parts
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And give them to somebody else so that they
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"Maybe it was my fault and I
deserve to be upset,
Maybe the price of being wrong
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So please tear up my memories
into a thousand little parts
And give them to somebody else so that
they won't tear up my heart.
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The words are adding up.
The overflowing cup.
The leads and the details are
enough to tip the scale.
Take his life for a refrain,
make the verses his domain,
Put him inside of a frame and have
him tell the tale again.
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A life in paper he will serve. The
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correction he deserves.
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A lifetime to recite,
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I think it serves him right.
Everyone's agreed that David did mislead
As he concealed from everyone
his crimes and his misdeeds
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More power in the sentence
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than in the power of the word.
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His time into tenses and
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his actions into verbs.
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It serves him right.
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"Maybe it was my fault and I
deserve to be upset,
Maybe the price of being wrong
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So please tear up my memories
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into a thousand little parts
And give them to somebody else so that they
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"Maybe it was my fault and
I deserve to be upset,
Maybe the price of being
wrong is a lifetime of regret.
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So please tear up my memories
into a thousand little parts
And give them to somebody else so that
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they won't tear up my heart.
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Box up the hopes I had to change,
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I don't want them around.
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Strike a nail into the coffin
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and put it in the ground.
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If a confession's what you want,
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Sing it from the mountaintops,
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I know the truth's a lie.
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So throw me to the lions to
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give them a bitter meal.
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An etern ity of hurt couldn't
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Or lock me up forever, I won't put up a fight.
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I tried to steal a little love from life,
I know it serves me right
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