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at a standstill between long-distance jealousy |
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and unattended phrases omitted from speech, |
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I can create illusions of self-sufficiency |
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and convince myself of it when in reality, |
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I'll let you in and make you feel at home. |
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you'll never get me alone because I'm always alone, |
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but you can call me anytime if you want to. |
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we get comfortable with each other's mouths |
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so when coffee starts to taste like bad blood, |
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we'll switch to water |
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though my cup is already shattered |
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and can't contain what history books said |
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I should "need," or "desire." |
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I never knew what that was. |
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I'm exhausting myself and you're falling asleep |
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we can settle for uncomfort if you want to. |