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As I choke, tried to wash you down with something strong Tried, but the taste of blood remains All these cold, empty mattresses and falling stars My, how they start to look the same So keep in happiness And torture me while I tell you 'Let's go in style' A million hooks around A million ways to die Darlin', it's cold outside No, no more eyes to see the sun (To see the sun) You slide into bed while I get drunk Slow conversations with a gun Mean more than I've ever said to anyone, anyone So keep in happiness And torture me while I tell you 'Let's go in style' A million hooks around A million ways to die Darlin', let's go inside It'll be alright But last night You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin' on tables Almost fought some bitch at the club (Yeah!) Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes Well, fuck, what, am I supposed to be impressed? You're just another set of bones to lay to rest I guess it's time to say goodnight Hope you had a really good time Good time But I will forget the color of your eyes And you'll forget mine So keep in happiness And torture me while I tell you 'Let's go in style' A million hooks around A million ways to die Let's go outside It'll be alright But last night You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin' on tables
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