For better or worse I lay my heart in a Hearst If you think I would hurt or desert you I vow to use words, every letter straight or curved To prove Im the one who deserves you Been haunted my these, Miscarried memories Feeling still born, waking up in the morn To a white button up black slack uniform Conforming to the boring Til you whispered me a warning Informing me I had to settle the score And since then Its for you Im performing I really hope that youre proud of me I need you to be proud of me Cause you taught me the art of noise When them boys couldnt get a sound out of me All you told me was listen! Heard but I didnt listen! Now I vow that my missions to make em listen To the message they missing And I was missing you but now Im here with you Do I take you in sickness health? Broke or in wealth? Til my very last breathe I DO I DO. I DO. Do I take you in sickness health? Broke or in wealth? Til my very last breathe I DO
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