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You stalked all those years, waiting to pounce
Like Mary you took comfort and Judas renounced
Seeking some light of guidance, I saw your dagger glint
And boy did you kick, when I hit the floor
Your fake sympathy kicked my ears even more
Growing rich from my toil, like I worked in your shop
The good old days you used to bind me like rope
Dragged me through traitor′s gate, talking of hope
My cards you revealed, when I was winning the game
You shot me with arrows from nostalgia's bow
The rules to this sick game only you seem to know
From high all the time then to stooping this low
You played at being my friend, now confess
How you gagged with envy swallowing my success
You laughed loud I was finished, when I laid down to rest
My weakness your banquet, how your table′s been blessed
I need all your hurt like a hole in my head
I gave you one thousand percent of my trust
And my most private feelings for you I would defrost
I crowned you with light, maybe too hastily
There was never a problem who took and who gave
But you killed off our friendship, so let it rot in its grave
The bed is so stony, when innocence dies
You held your nose and through ambition you'd wait
How can you dig for gold, when your spade's not a spade
You suffered in silence in full combat stance
Et tu Brute, you stabbed me when you saw your chance
I need all of your hurt like a hole in my head
You suffered in silence in full combat stance
Et tu Brute, you stabbed me when you saw your chance
I need all of your hurt like a hole in my head
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Writer(s): Andy Partridge, Herbert Groenemeyer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
