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You left him sweating summer nights Face down: foreplay in the streets A salt to garnish his wounds And you just danced your way home To paint your walls with his insides became streaked with rust) And hang his life above your bed You just love the way he would do anything for you Watch you peel back his skin Now he smiles holding back tears (nothing is perfect and you will get yours) As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Just try and breath and justice puch the pillow down You just danced your way home