Give it Back, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

Your face never fades
And it cuts like the sharpest blades...

Maybe you don't think of me, anymore
But you're always on my mind
Maybe you don't love me, anymore
How was I so blind?

You told me that you loved me
You said I saved your life
I was your hero, your unicorn
Burned in your memory for life

Maybe you should take it back
And make this go away
This heartache and my memories
Haunt me everyday

Let's make a compromise
A switch, a deal, a trade
Give me back my heart
And take the memories we made

Your face, make it fade
Stop the spinning blades...
Posted: 2005-01-20 22:34:36 UTC

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