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I was blind |
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Blinded by an innocence that vanished |
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Along with you |
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I won't deny |
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Your actions wounded me |
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When you were through with me |
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I couldn't accept the truth |
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Feel the salt sting in my open hands |
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The burn reminds me what I can withstand |
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And I can handle your backhand, though |
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I've just got to know |
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How did this happen to me? |
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I wanted to believe every word you said |
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But I'll just let it be |
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I'll let you go on pretending that you're dead |
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So the lesson I've learned |
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Who do we really know? |
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No one lets the truth be shown |
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We find out the hard way |
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You think a person's changed |
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But people don't change, they're always the same |
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You never know all along |
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They were that way |
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Though my disappointment shows I only wanna know |
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How did this happen to me? |
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I wanted to believe every word you said |
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But I'll just let it be |
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I'll let you go on pretending that you're dead |
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You may already be dead |
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I needed you |
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I needed you there |
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I needed you |
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You weren't there |
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How did this happen to me? |
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I wanted to believe every word you said |
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But I'll just let it be |
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I'll let you go on pretending that you're dead |
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How did this happen to me? |
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I wanted to believe every word you said |
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But I'll just let it be |
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I'll let you go on pretending that you're dead |
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You may already be dead |
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But I have the right to know |
