Anyone who marries for the pain Understands that we were never made for this Single moment Exchanging Oaths in maidens private room Keeping secrets will eventually consume You from inside Engraving our hearts in the sand Painting pictures with our hands Will stain like wine Within out minds The bittersweet of this romance Ill make a bet Ill take my chances On your Love Although its tough Dont walk Dont wait Dont stand around Dont run Cant wait This love will pass you by If you take your time A heart is something I could do without All my blood runs dry when you are not around Or so Ive found Exchanging lies in lovers open room We kept our secrets Now it has consumed our lives From the Inside Love is not like any word Cept love that is obscured To think that we Will be happy The bittersweet of this romance Ill take my bet I wont take my chances on you I think Its through
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