You told me that you didn't know how much you had hurt me,
How much I really cared.
You pricked me with a poison needle when I had least suspected.
What do I say now,
That you've removed it and drained the poison?
Do I say "Thank you",
Or do I just say "Yes, I'll take you back."?
I don't know.Maybe I'm still hazy from the poison,
Immobilized by injection.
Didn't you know you'd stabbed me in the heart?
I surely can't stop the bleeding,
Not on my own.
You want to see the real me,
But I'm afraid of what you'll see.
Kiss my lips now,
Take some of this poison,
You've duelled your blows,
I've still a broken heart.
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