Why did you let me run
When you knew I'd fall for the gaping hole
Where your heart should be

Liar-couldn't cut me deeper with a knife if you tried
Just take a look (before you run off and hide)
At your victim

arise

Clouds on you shoulder

Aren't they grazed by the afterglow
How quiet they gather
When the storm is about to blow


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No don't look away

Caught in the crossfire
And it ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passion's rage


Summer of madness or the undertow
Dragged me up an alley for the blossoming fire

On a stranger's smile
Bride of wire-how disguise so easily cracked
Saw your heart turn spade

This orchid's turned to black

Graze on your shoulder

Like the clouds in the afterglow
How quiet they gather
When the storm is about to blow


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Way down by the shoulder
In the haze of the afterglow
Stranded together

And the storm is about to blow

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