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gentleness is worn and battered she smells of cigarettes she knows how many times before, he's been shattered but she hasn't gave up yet but she hasn't gave up yet but she hasn't gave up yet but she hasn't gave up yet would you tear me up would you tear me all apart would you tear me up would you rip me all apart to get to the bottom of the truth to get to the bottom of the truth to get to the bottom of the truth to get to the bottom of the truth i told you sacred altar's on it's last leg ahe knows that it's not all she's held there by that ruthless pig but she's not afraid to fall but she's not afraid to fall but she's not afraid to fall but she's not afraid to fall would you tear me up would you rip me all to shreds would you tear me up would you cut me right in half to get to the bottom of the truth to get to the bottom of the truth to get to the bottom of the true truth to get to the bottom of the truth i fed you