I thought that I'd been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life
Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling 你 my lover
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging 你 to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Just like a 蛾 drawn to a flame
Oh, 你 lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter...
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