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• Artiste: Tori Amos
• Titre: Breakaway
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No, I don't expect You to forgive me this Siding the soldiers who say We cannot win the day A theatre of war the frame Inner conflicts now reign Their intent: division till There is no side to take You feel betrayed I feel played By our so-called friends Not the friends we should have made So when the story ends And the stage goes dark Only we both can hear The writing on the wall Then I beg the bard To write another scene Because you're the one Who taught me to believe There is something more That I need to say I should've said it though I should've said it though Before yesterday Before your breakaway This jungle is dark But full of diamonds That can cut and exploit With just a whiff of blood Faith in spades in us So what were the odds? Our hand of hearts would have to fold To their flush of clubs You've been betrayed I've been played At least they made me exit Through their chopper on the stage So, when the story ends And the stage to goes dark And we all can hear The writing on the wall Then I beg the bard To write another scene Because he's the one Who taught me to believe There is nothing more That I need to say I should've said it though I should've said it though Before yesterday Before your breakaway