And they say you've a dry heart
That should've been thrown in a cart
But even if you were way off by a yard
Love can still hit you like a poisonous dart
So you keep your dry heart clean
Tell them to back off and be mean
Never let your feelings be seen
Walk away from that James Dean
Didn't they know that though wound heals
The scars would pile up like a stack of bills
So now you know how love kills
In this tragic battle of wills
So leave him before he leaves you
Kill him before he kills you
Wash the blood off your hands
Wash your dry heart clean
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