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    Dashboard Confessional If You Can’t Leave It Be текст песни

    If You Can’t Leave It Be

    What you found sure upset you
    Never saw it coming did you?
    It’s easy to be surprised
    With both your eyes sewn closed
    Handled with great precision
    Another faultless execution
    You’re the subject of this exhibition
    A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver

    Scalpel, sutured, made whole again

    These cuts are leaving creases
    Trace the scars, fit the pieces
    To tell your story, you don’t need to say a word

    Call off the cavalry
    You can’t save a wretch like me
    Clean this with kerosene
    If you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed

    Scalpel, sutured, made whole again

    Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right
    You look better when out of sight
    You were not made to stand and fight
    There’s something better wrong with you
    (X2)

    Your pulse is anemic, you’re tired of the fire
    You’re bruising too easy, and falling behind
    And no one is waiting for you (X4)
    For you (X2)

    Call off your quarantine
    You can’t save the rest from me
    Clean this with kerosene
    If you can’t leave it be, might as well make it bleed

    Scalpel, sutured, made whole again
    again (X8)

    Your wires are frayed, can’t fire right
    You look better when out of sight
    You were not made to stand and fight
    There’s something better wrong with you
    (X2)



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