Lyrics
[Chorus]
you and I know the Damage Is Done
you and I know the Damage Is Done
you and I know the Damage Is Done
you and I know the Damage Is Done
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[Verse 1]
She wakes up, the beauty in her eyes,
puts on her diamonds like Lucy in the Sky,
next she'd find earings in hoops she intertwined
applies make-up over the bruise she fitna hide,
tired of being underminded, shifted the focus,
from stayin' on the ground like some crickets and roaches,
to standin' up as her husband Nick just approaches,
pistol where his nose is, *bang* kisses his cold lips,
a prick like the roses and he always beat her down,
she wore a clown face and you'd never seen her frown,
now crying over spilled blood with a litter found,
as she takes it down, puts on an evening gown,
tied to the ceiling around's the noose for a corpse,
tight around the neck til the boose hits the floor,
had a wake and a funeral that no one attended,
he beat the chick to purgatory, no pun intended
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
Revenge is sweet and you love the taste of it,
throwin' another used condom in the waste bucket,
some call you 'ho', some call you 'whore',
some call you til you come crawlin' across the door,
but you lost the score and all of your tallies missin',
been touched more than the machines in Bally Fitness,
since your Husband cheated claimed by his ex,
plagued by the stress it put a flame in your head,
pains in your chest as you kept in, no eject,
decided to keep beds you slept in, a secret,
he's left with this regret, you had it in your brain,
pushed the cheater aside and tatted off his name,
bad and off the chain, you confronted with passion,
said he didn't cheat and was stunned by your actions,
he broke it off, still you feel better, vindicated,
til his Ex called sayin' she never insinuated
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[Verse 3]
His mind is a-blaze, above like missile,
and bound to crack he's so in love with Crystal,
not quick to touch the whistle or sound the alarm,
he's stuck on his luck and is bound to her charm,
it's hard, losin' the charge, his hygienes distant,
there's no half-steppin' plus the high-beam's missin',
and has no net-worth to fall back on, listen,
he trys to pivot but he lacks ambition,
'cause she no longer glistens and is killin' em slowly,
he even gets sick when she leaves feelin' he's lonely,
how is he coping? he's moping, only inside,
got the itch, shit, he needs her back in his life,
but she's cold to him, she's like Ice in the rink,
no sight, doesn't think, too much ice, gonna sink,
lights by the wing, falls on a chair, his seat,
got a stroke... now he rolls... and can barely speak
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[Chorus]
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