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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 If I quit calling you my lover But no one's ever left me quite this sore And move on I thought that I'd been hurt before Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll make it out alive Now I need someone to breathe me back to life  | 
				
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Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses 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 Tripping over myself I'll be needing stitches  | 
				
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And move on Just like a moth drawn to a flame Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll make it out alive Your bitter heart cold to the touch If I quit calling you my lover I'm left seeing red on my own Now I'm gonna reap what I sow  | 
				
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I'll be needing stitches I'll be needing stitches Tripping over myself, You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Aching, begging you to come help Shaking, falling onto my knees And now that I'm without your kisses And now that I'm without your kisses  | 
				
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Needle and the thread, 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, gonna wind up dead Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead 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, gonna wind up dead  | 
				
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I'll be needing stitches Tripping over myself, You watch me bleed (and I'll be needing stitches) (begging, Baby, please) (falling on my knees) until I can't breathe Aching, begging you to come help Shaking, falling onto my knees And now that I'm without your kisses  | 
				
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I'll be needing stitches I'll be needing stitches (And now that) I'm without your kisses And now that I'm without your kisses I'm without your kisses (And now that) I'll be needing stitches  | 
				
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