Give it Back

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By 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...

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