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