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The visceral experience of heartbreak put in an incredibly strong metaphor...
Shawn Mendes was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada and raised by his businessman father, Manuel Mendes, who is of Portuguese descent, and real estate agent mom, Karen, who is from England.
Watch a Sing-Along version here.
or a Karaoke version here.
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Your words cut deeper than a knife Got a feeling that I'm going under But no one's ever left me quite this sore Now I need someone to breathe me back to life But I know that I'll make it out alive And move on I thought that I'd been hurt before If I quit calling you my lover |
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Shaking, falling onto my knees I'll be needing stitches And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches And now that I'm without your kisses Aching, begging you to come help You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Tripping over myself |
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If I quit calling you my lover Got a feeling that I'm going under And move on Your bitter heart cold to the touch I'm left seeing red on my own Now I'm gonna reap what I sow Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain Just like a moth drawn to a flame But I know that I'll make it out alive |
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And now that I'm without your kisses You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'll be needing stitches Shaking, falling onto my knees Aching, begging you to come help Tripping over myself, I'll be needing stitches And now that I'm without your kisses |
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Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head Needle and the thread, Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead |
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(falling on my knees) And now that I'm without your kisses Shaking, falling onto my knees (and I'll be needing stitches) Aching, begging you to come help I'll be needing stitches (begging, Baby, please) Tripping over myself, You watch me bleed until I can't breathe |
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I'll be needing stitches I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches I'll be needing stitches (And now that) I'm without your kisses (And now that) And now that I'm without your kisses |
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