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If I Had Kissed You Goodbye MAG
Lately we had been fighting
Exchanging iron fists with our eyes
Wrath burning, in our story we were writing
Our hearts seething as we heard their cries
Exchanging iron fists with our eyes
Mouths sewn shut with needles and pins
Our hearts seething as we heard their cries
A jaw filled with words of possible sins
Mouths sewn shut with needles and pins
You drove off that day, in solidarity
A jaw filled with words of possible sins
In anger and haste, you forgot your glasses, impairing
your clarity
You drove off that day, in solidarity
With a full head, wearing my favorite dress
In anger and haste, you forgot your glasses, impairing
your clarity
Each lock of your hair pinned in place, each and every tress
With a full head, wearing my favorite dress
You cruised the highway, hitting eighty-five
Each lock of hair your pinned in place, each and every tress
If only I had kissed you good-bye
You cruised the highway, hitting eighty-five
A head-on collision, both you and the grisly truck
If only I had kissed you good-bye
God didn't give you a shred of pity, a shred of luck
A head-on collision, both you and the grisly truck
Your lifeless body, limp in my arms
God didn't give you a shred of pity, a shred of luck
Your sparkling eyes blank from their usual charm
Your lifeless body, limp in my arms
Wrath burning in our story we were writing
Your sparkling eyes blank from their usual charm
Lately we had been fighting.

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