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I got to the door and all I saw was our war As you slammed the door All you said was au revoir As you slammed the door ajar I got to the door and all I saw was our war As you slammed the door All you said was au revoir As you slammed the door ajar Cause these constant reminders Are proving to be dire Yeah it's not your fault Yeah it's not your fault When you rub in the salt Yeah it's not your fault I saw the cuts on your wrists Last December sixth I should've said something I saw the cuts on your wrists Last December sixth I should've said something I saw the cuts on your wrists Last December sixth I should've said something