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You didn't have to be so cold Your vengeance knows no response You left me feeling so old You get whatever you want You bring me straight down to hell I guess I bought the ticket myself You had me dreaming I'm well I couldn't even tell My soul is drying on the line Working out wrinkles of time I only wanted to talk But you just left me to walk You bring me straight down to hell I guess I bought the ticket myself You had me dreaming I'm well I couldn't even tell I'm trapped in this clause I hide myself in the gauze I try to atone for my mistakes But you just throw them away You bring me straight down to hell I guess I bought the ticket myself You had me dreaming I'm well I couldn't even tell