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with all the passion and the style of an undertaker you pledge you love to me, this is misery insert emotion here, add a smile to make it real oh baby let it be, you lack the empathy 'till death do us part, which seems to be now the life of the party's moved on and the band's gone home uh-oh, uh-oh, the spark is gone we should really end it now before we try to kill eachother uh-oh, uh-oh, the fuse is lit I don't wanna stick around 'till it blows up in my face with all the hotness and the suave of a buddhist monk I kiss you everywhere, but I'm not really there can't seem to touch you right, I'm not even trying hard all of my moves are lame, I have myself to blame we used to carry good times, make love all day but we must have lost that luggage somewhere along the way uh-oh, uh-oh, the spark is gone we should really end it now before we try to kill eachother uh-oh, uh-oh, the fuse is lit I don't wanna stick around 'till it blows up in my face uh-oh, uh-oh, the feeling's lost I know I truly loved you once so I don't wanna hate you now uh-oh, uh-oh, we're dynamite and I don't mean the good kind so we better run in 3-2-1 |