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I’m a dealer with an infinite tab A gentleman in some of the sense She acts like I’m ripping off scabs No wonder she has no friends at all She’s a lost cause So count your losses How’s I supposed to know she’d ruin me Beauty strong enough to trick me Quick clouds of storms, so moody Got me looking around in a forbidden city She’s the coldest She’s turning me silver She’s got me on the bridge Looking down at the old cold river She could hex like a crow She howls harder than the wind can blow Her love’s so uncomfortable She strikes down like a hammer on your big toe She’s a lost cause So count your losses Letras de cancionesWasting her window of beauty The only thing she has to offer The grace of her face is a terrible waste Behind, it’s something awful She’s a lost cause So count your losses She’s the coldest She’s turning me silver She’s got me on the bridge Looking down at the old cold river From Letras Mania