made all the wrong choices too soon

and i was picking up the pieces

you said, "if you wanna hold a piece of heaven

call me up and see what happens"

i bit, i woke up in your bed with a rotten taste

you dug your nails into my head to bring the color to my face

made a deal with the devil that (night)

"give me love for every hour of crying"

i miss my blood on the pavement

and losing all of my teeth

but the future's chasing me and i can't go far

made all the right choices too late

but i guess i'm having fun now

left the deal in the dust with the turn of the year

now i only drop my tears when i'm down

if i could make it this far

then how long 'til i stop clawing at the door?

my hand reaches the handle and i turn it

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