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If this were a hospital
Then you'd be my patient
Blood transfusions, stitches
And our hidden,
Morphine infused, bedside,
Mutated romance.
If this shit were a hospital
Then I'm fucked
Because, my medical knowledge
Is based on bullshit.
And our hidden,
Morphine infused, bedside,
Mutated romance
C'mon help this failing
Supposed medical graduate
Do me a god damn favor
And quit bleeding on
The linen.
If this shit really were
A hospital
Then we're both fucked.
Then you'd be my patient
Blood transfusions, stitches
And our hidden,
Morphine infused, bedside,
Mutated romance.
If this shit were a hospital
Then I'm fucked
Because, my medical knowledge
Is based on bullshit.
And our hidden,
Morphine infused, bedside,
Mutated romance
C'mon help this failing
Supposed medical graduate
Do me a god damn favor
And quit bleeding on
The linen.
If this shit really were
A hospital
Then we're both fucked.
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