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Lyrics

Got so much salt from your lies poured into me
You didn't see yourself dead already
So full of it with every breath that you breathe

But you forget that in your fairy tale, I'm the wolf
All this attention got you thinking that you're a queen
You think that everything you're doing isn't a dream
Long as it feels alright

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I had gotten frozen by the way you walked
By the love that you gave, by that look on your face
It's a cover up
I know everything
I had gotten frozen by the way you walked
By the love that you gave, by that look on your face
It's a cover up
I know everything
I know everything

You're made for four-letter fame
Regret is part of your name
It's something you couldn't tell
It's what you wanted to feel
It's what you're dying to feel

Check out your face on the wall, like what you see?
I'm sure you see yourself oh-so unique
You're just a sucker for the flame of the week

But you forget that in your fairy tale, bitch, I'm the wolf
All this attention got you thinking you were a queen
You thought that everything in life you want should be free
Nothing is what you think

I had gotten frozen by the way you walked
By the love that you gave, by that look on your face
It's a cover up
I know everything
I had gotten frozen by the way you walked
By the love that you gave, by that look on your face
It's a cover up
I know everything
I'm your everything
I know everything

You're made for four-letter fame
Regret is part of your name
It's something you couldn't tell
It's what you wanted to feel
It's what you're dying to feel

You're made for four-letter fame
Regret is part of your name
It's something you couldn't tell
It's what you wanted to feel
It's what you're dying to feel

You're made for four-letter fame
Regret is part of your name
It's something you couldn't tell
It's what you wanted

You're made for four-letter fame
Regret is part of your name
It's something you couldn't tell
It's what you wanted to feel
It's what you're dying to feel

You're made for four-letter fame
Regret is part of your name
It's something you couldn't tell
It's what you wanted to feel
It's what you're dying to feel

Writer(s): Benjamin Allen Weinman, Greg Puciato

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