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I'll be the girl // Who will always look back Cause now I'm the girl // Who really knows what she had You came like a saint to the battlefield - oh-oh To watch me assassinate every piece of love Drawn and quartered no releasing it Poisonous wordy kiss So delicately clear to see Now I'm dark roomed wrapped up sheets Oh oh let me overdose Watch me swoon like I'm s'posed // To do. I'll beg if you'd mind Am I grasping at weeds or vines // For you.