Impaled کے بول

I keel over At the sound of your name Crimson and clover There's no cure for this pain I believed you I adored you I revered you Like I was born to Now there's just a hole Right here where my heart should be And, no, it's not your fault Baby, this is all on me I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right I fell for the bullshit I fell for the lies I feel so stupid I set myself up for this, alright I believed you I adored you I revеred you Like I was born to Now therе's just a hole Right here where my heart should be And, no, it's not your fault Baby, this is all on me I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right I ran into your knife I guess it serves me right