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Maybe there's a better way to say this |
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You're excused |
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I'm bored of you too |
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I never hide what |
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I'm thinking |
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But you don't care |
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So I'm holding on and nothings there |
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And you don't try |
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Are you too proud to say you love me out loud? |
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I know retaliation comes quickly |
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And you'll be begging on the floor |
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If you ever had your way |
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Do you think you could make us pure? |
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I looked in your eyes and |
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I was terrified by all your lies and |
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There was so much doubt that |
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I couldn't count on you to get me out alive |
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Maybe there's a better way to do this |
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A poor excuse, well |
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I'm sick of you too |
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And maybe there's a faster way to get through this |
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You're never there so |
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I'm holding on and you don't care |
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And why, are you so loud |
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You had it all while |
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I went without |
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And you know the feelings they fade quickly when the writings on the wall |
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And you know that |
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I did right |
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And you know that |
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I was pure |
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I looked in your eyes and |
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I was terrified by all your lies and |
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There was so much doubt that |
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I couldn't count on you to get me out alive |
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You had a look, |
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I'd never seen before |
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At least not that much |
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I saw hurt, |
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I saw hurt, |
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I saw hurt, but not that much (When) |
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I looked in your eyes and |
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You were terrified by all my lies |
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There was so much doubt |
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And you couldn't count on me to get you out alive... |
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Why don't you get out alive? |