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Lana Del Rey

Cry Kill Die

 

Cry Kill Die


Peace, we can't have it
And we don't want it
Please, you've got habits
And you won't stop it (stop it)

And I threw all your stuff out of my window, and I didn't even blink an eye
Though I do admit that when I called your other bitch, I told a little lie
I told her no matter what no two people were ever happier in life
That part wasn't true, but it felt good to yell and good to hear a little sigh

You make me cry
You make me kill
You make me wanna die
And we break up
And we get back
I wanna fucking die

It's you
I love you, I love you
It's true
I love you, I love you

But love
A foreign concept
A foreign country
Touch, that's all we've got
So babe, just touch me (Touch me, touch me)

But I threw all your shit out of my window
And I even deleted your cell
Then I called your bitch
I told her that she got her wish, she shouldn't kiss and tell
That part wasn't true 'cause she said nothing
I saw everything for myself
I don't wish you well
I hope it all goes wrong
And baby, I'll see you in Hell

You make me cry
You make me kill
You make me wanna die
And we break up
And we get back
I wanna fucking die

It's you
I love you, I love you
It's true
I love you, I love you

Peace, we can't have it
And we don't want it
Please, you've got habits
And you can't stop it
And I threw all your shit out of the window
And I didn't even blink an eye
Though I do admit that when I called your other bitch I told a little lie

You make me cry
You make me kill
You make me wanna die
And we break up
And we get back
I wanna fucking die

It's you
I love you, I love you
It's true
I love you, I love you

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