I don't know how to fix this

So I'll just let it rot

Put it in a shallow grave

Till it feels like I forgot

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So you didn't talk to me

So you talked to my friend

So I thought you might have cared for me

The world's not going to end

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Distraction's what I need

'Cause thought's the cruelest brand

But if I let the blood run down

You'll never hold my hand

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'Cause you're falling through my fingers

And I'm cracking down my veins

You're nothing but salt and sand

And I need, I need, I need my pain

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Will you love me if I'm broken?

Will you love me if I cut?

You only know the porcelain mask

You haven't met the slut

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We can talk about Shakespeare

But you don't understand

I wish I was Ophelia

Hamlet, take my hand