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In his arms I forgetthe beautiful women he metBehind my backhis eyes stay true,even loving youGod knows, God don't knowGod don't knowI begged him to leave you,saying that together we'll be freeHe comes home lateall scratched upOh my mind's fucked upGod knows, God don't knowGod don't knowI even thought I could get out,walk away, put my head rightHe wakes up with a mouth too sweetHe still makes me bleedGod knows, God don't knowGod knows, God don't knowGod knows, God don't knowGod don't know, God don't know From Letras Mania