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