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You can tell them Tell them everything we know You can sell them all the things i owned Full of careful answers Standing in the doorway Like you planned this My love Heavens above, There is blood on your hands. I hope you find a soul to hold When the room goes cold But you won’t find me My dear I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here Cry until it sounds sincere But don’t come closer You were never welcome here Tell the version you wanted Make it sweet My love Heavens above, There is blood on your hands. I hope you find a soul to hold When the room goes cold But you won’t find me My dear I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here Don’t say my name Don’t say my name I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here I’m not here