| Was I left behind?
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| Someone tell me, tell me I survived
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| And don’t look so surprised that I’m home, but just for tonight
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| With rough hands, and sore eyes
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| So don’t speak; |
| I am tired
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| Let’s just live through this lie
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| She says I swear too much, she says a lot of things
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| Well I’d swear every other word if I could, for her I’ll make an attempt
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| Sometimes love isn’t about how much someone suits you
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| But how much you’re willing to change to suit them
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| All my bones are dust
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| (Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| And my heart’s sealed with rust
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| (Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| These hands will always be rough
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| (Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| I know this won’t count for much
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| (Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| One day my hands were too soft
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| One day she said «I'm tired»
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| One day her clothes were on my floor
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| One day, empty bottles
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| Well I’m not saying she’s my last
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| I’m just saying that she could have been
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| It doesn’t matter how rough these hands get
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| It doesn’t matter 'cause I’m not her man
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| Rough hands, rough days
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| Rough hands, rough nights
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| Rough hands, rough season
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| Rough hands, rough fights
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| All my bones are dust (Rough hands, rough days
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| Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| And my heart’s sealed with rust (Rough hands, rough season
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| Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| These hands will always be rough (Rough hands, rough days
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| Two people, too damaged, too much, too late)
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| I know this won’t count for much (Rough hands, rough season
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| Two people, too damaged, too much, too late) |