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My mind says no, but the flesh is too weak. |
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I could have left and walked away, but I'm afraid I'm not that strong. |
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Where should we start? |
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How about from the end? |
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Why not leave? |
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No, after all I just want you to feel the same... |
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Gripping your pillow tight, six ways to keep me away. |
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But if you fail to use them all, I'm there and I'm willing to stay. |
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You built me an early grave, and part of me had died. |
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I buried you inside of my heart, next to our weeping willow tree. |
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Search hard and you might find this endless guilt that rapes your mind. |
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You should have just walked away; I'm glad I'm not that strong. |
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Gripping your pillow tight, six ways to keep me away. |
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But if you fail to use them all, I'm there and I'm willing to stay. |
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Gripping your pillow tight, six ways to keep me away. |
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But if you fail to use them all, I'm there and I'm willing to stay. |
