Isabelle

no more words
no more roses
no more nights
hiding dark poses

there’s just the night
there’s only you
all that’s black
all that is you

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Isabelle, I think that you know me
cos I’m the one who tore your heart
away from you and now you don’t want me
but I’m gonna get you get you back, Isabelle

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you hide your face
behind a canvas
and paint your face
when every chance gives
but here in the night
but here with me
all fades to black
all goes away
and then, and then I’ll see

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Isabelle I think that you know me
cos I’m the one who tore your heart
away from you and now you don’t want me
but I’m gonna get you get you back you’ll see

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still I cling to you like violence to pain
cos violence and pain is what made me
yes I cling to you like violence to pain
cos violence and pain is what made me