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Blood stains on the carpet
Blood stains on my hands
Drag her toward the kitchen
Hide the evidence
Oh the toil a lie can bring
That quitters never know
But lies can be the perfect things
If they never show
The crisis posed a question
Just beneath the skin
The virtue in my veins reply
That quitters never win
She almost ruined everything
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): DAVID SHANNON BAZAN
Blood stains on my hands
Drag her toward the kitchen
Hide the evidence
Oh the toil a lie can bring
That quitters never know
But lies can be the perfect things
If they never show
The crisis posed a question
Just beneath the skin
The virtue in my veins reply
That quitters never win
She almost ruined everything
Copyright: BMG Rights Management
Writer(s): DAVID SHANNON BAZAN
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