| There’s a worry inside of me,
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| Do I cause new heartbreak to write?
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| A new broken song.
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| Do I push it down or let it run me right into the ground?
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| I feel like I wouldn’t like me if I met me.
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| Well, I can’t stop talking for fear of listening to unwelcome sound.
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| And you haven’t called me in weeks
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| And honestly, it’s bringing me down
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| Oh, I feel like I wouldn’t like me if I met me.
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| I feel like you wouldn’t like me if you met me.
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| Don’t you worry, there’s still time.
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| Don’t you worry, there’s still time.
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| There’s nothing to live for when I’m sleeping alone.
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| And I wash the windows outside
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| In hopes that the glare will bring you around.
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| I feel like I wouldn’t like me if I met me.
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| I feel like you wouldn’t like me if you met me.
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| Don’t you worry, there’s still time.
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| Don’t you worry, there’s still time.
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| Sunshine is days away,
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| I won’t be saved,
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| I know all the words.
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| I can’t say that I’ll love you forever.
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| Sunshine is days away,
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| I won’t be saved,
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| I know all the words.
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| I won’t say that I’ll love you forever. |