I feel your couteau as is goes right in
Cut to my core but I'm not bleedin
All that toi say tryin to make me small
Well the bigger toi get the harder toi fall
You use your words as a weapon dear
But your blades don't hurt when toi have no fear
You think that your deep under my skin
Your tryin to keep me sufferin
If toi use your words as a weapon
Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears
You have My cœur, coeur but I lock it up
This burning flame has been burnt enough
My window's cracked they can be replaced
But your arm will tire throwing stones my way
You use your words as a weapon dear
But your blades don't hurt when...
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