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Oh, my sweet Othello
You have done my fragile heart wrong
You wish for every tear, a crocodile
Thought I betrothed the best
But now all my joy is gone
Now you'll patronize, you'll pillage, and you'll plunder
You may cut me down in their own city streets
And you might be the wave that pulls me under
But I won't be the rug between your feet
Oh, the witches and the she-wolves, they could never
Never be the blade that could tear us apart
But the treacherous ways of your beloved neighbor
They will surely stop the beating of my heart
Oh, my sweet Othello
You have done everything so wrong
You wish for every tear, a crocodile
Thought I betrothed the best
But soon found I was wrong
My mind, it may be quick and it may be quiet
As your hands and my throat did quickly meet
But as I lay here silently sleeping
It will be your blood that stains these sheets
Oh, my dear lord, Othello
You have done everything so wrong
You wish for every tear, a crocodile
Thought I betrothed the best
But soon found I was wrong
Oh, my dear lord, Othello
You have caused this fragile heart harm
You wish for every tear, a crocodile
Thought you betrothed a whore
But soon found you were wrong

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from I Oughta​.​.​. (Deluxe Reissue), released March 18, 2012

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