NOVA, HEATHER - Blue Black

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    HEATHER NOVA LYRICS
    
    "Blue Black"
    Eat your words, eat your heart out
    Eat your words, eat your heart out
    
    There's not much left, just my red dress
    Just this feeling that I got
    You made me a victim in your Christmas kitchen
    It's my memory it's your loss
    
    Blue black, maybe you got something but the flowers grew back
    
    And was it familiar when you touched my sister
    God, I don't think there's a word for that
    
    Blue black, maybe you got something but the flowers grew black
    
    I gave it away, whore for a day
    It's so ugly, I'm still breathing
    But you never got my virgin heart
    It stayed locked up, it's still beating
    
    Blue black, maybe you got something but the flowers grew black
    
    Eat your words, eat your hat
    Eat your words, eat your heart out
    
    I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
    You never had a clue, you can't take it with you
    I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
    You never had a clue, you can't take it with you.

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