.I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
And in my aching head I got my kisses slipped.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
True romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
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