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Broken pieces |
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Left without feeling, again |
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And it won't be the last time |
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Much broken theory |
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As love's legs run weary |
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Over empty space |
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And the troubles that remain |
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In your hair |
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On your skin |
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Behind your eyes when you sleep |
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As you wonder if you'll ever love again |
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Through these |
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Days and nights, spent alone, thinking of no one |
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The factory, of you and me, diminished long ago |
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Tick tock, head lock |
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Time is all I've got to show now |
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Days and nights, spent alone, thinking of no one |
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Save the tears, maybe we're, better off alone |
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But if you like, you can try to revive my smile |
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This could be what I need |
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But it could amount to nothing |
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And I've come too far for things to come undone |
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For what it's worth, I'm sorry |
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I wish someone could love me |
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But it's the consequences that I'm running from |
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Through these... |
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Days and nights, spent alone, thinking of no one |
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The factory, of you and me, diminished long ago |
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Tick tock, head lock |
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Time is all I've got to show now |
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Days and nights, spent alone, thinking of no one |
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Save the tears, maybe we're, better off alone |
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But if you like, you can try to revive my smile |
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Love proof |
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Empty now |
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Learning how to live without |
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Brick by brick |
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Pulled apart |
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The disassembly of a heart |
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Lights on, lights off |
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As the days and nights blur into one |
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Through these... |
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Days and nights, spent alone, thinking of no one |
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The factory, of you and me, diminished long ago |
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Tick tock, head lock |
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Time is all I've got to show now |
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Days and nights, spent alone, thinking of no one |
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Save the tears, maybe we're, better off alone |
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But if you like, you can try to revive my smile |
