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Drop Dead, Gorgeous – Red Or White Wine? lyrics
Nothing's the same, fading away, fading away. [x4]
You've been worn, you've been worn, you've been warned for the last time.[x2]
Don't it hurt? Don't it hurt? [x2]
Honey, you're playing with matches. [x5]
It's not time to go, it's something in your eyes.
You can't take it slow, it's something in the wine.
You taste like something's wrong.
"Tell me, darling, is something wrong?"
Turn, turn the wheels of horror
You'll hang for what you've done.
I've failed to recognize my hand
Is part of the problem.
[x2]
I'll watch you fall from this balconey
Like a chandalier from the sixth story.
The concrete will stain from the blood which you paint.
A poet you lived, now an artist you'll die.
It's not time to go, it's something in your eyes.
You can't take it slow, it's something in the wine.
You taste like something's wrong.
"Tell me, darling, is something wrong?" [x3]
You can't play with matches. [x4]
Turn, turn the wheels of horror,
You'll hang for what you've done.
I've failed to recognize my hand
As part of the problem.
You've been worn, you've been worn, you've been warned for the last time.[x2]
Don't it hurt? Don't it hurt? [x2]
Honey, you're playing with matches. [x5]
It's not time to go, it's something in your eyes.
You can't take it slow, it's something in the wine.
You taste like something's wrong.
"Tell me, darling, is something wrong?"
Turn, turn the wheels of horror
You'll hang for what you've done.
I've failed to recognize my hand
Is part of the problem.
[x2]
I'll watch you fall from this balconey
Like a chandalier from the sixth story.
The concrete will stain from the blood which you paint.
A poet you lived, now an artist you'll die.
It's not time to go, it's something in your eyes.
You can't take it slow, it's something in the wine.
You taste like something's wrong.
"Tell me, darling, is something wrong?" [x3]
You can't play with matches. [x4]
Turn, turn the wheels of horror,
You'll hang for what you've done.
I've failed to recognize my hand
As part of the problem.
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