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The new smells and marks on your skin
Got me wondering, where have you been?
The new smells and marks on your skin
Got me wondering, who's on your lips?

Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Won't they just fall off)
Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Now this is all lost)

Sprinting down all the side streets
I'm looking in windows right past your jeep
An alibi came on the fly
I'm yelling at you while your lips are tied

Like why
Don't they tastе like mine
They'rе stained with wine
(Won't they just fall off)
Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Now this is all lost)
Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Won't they just fall off)
Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Now this is all lost)
Like why
Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Won't they just fall off)
Like why
Don't they taste like mine
They're stained with wine
(Now this is all lost)

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