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