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It's haunting to think that, |
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It was less than perfect. |
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It's haunting to look back, |
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And still feel like you don't know, |
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The whole me. |
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You showed me, |
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The let you live and grow me. |
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The hold and let me go me |
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It's about time I let you know |
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It's about time I let you go |
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If you want the truth, |
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I don't wanna spend my days |
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Getting dizzy chasing after you. |
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You're yesterdays news. |
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I'd hate to take that fire from you. |
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You've broken the rope that I hold onto. |
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It's haunting to think that, |
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In a couple years you'll come back |
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I flinch and react. |
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You could have left a fucking note. |
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A strong shout, I scream out, |
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What's obviously about, |
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A broken boy and his doubt. |
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It's about time I let you know |
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If you want the truth, |
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I don't wanna spend my days |
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Getting dizzy chasing after you. |
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You're yesterdays news. |
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I'd hate to take that fire from you. |
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You've broken the rope that I hold onto. |
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I keep my whole heart, |
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So wide open poured. |
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Head towards my new life, |
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As I shut the door behind me. |
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Pick the pieces right up off the floor. |
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To fall again I promise just once more, honeslty |
