| I was friendly with this girl who insisted on touching my face
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| She told out-rageous stories, I believed them
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| Til the endings were changing from endings before
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| She’s not touching me anymore…
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| Untogether. |
| I couldn’t help him, I got hard
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| You can try your whole life, but you can’t save the unsaveably
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| Untogether
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| I was shipwrecked with this frog who was constantly testing my faith
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| He made outrageous demands, I ignored him
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| Til I strapped on my bird feet and surfed into shore
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| He’s not touching me anymore
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| Untogether, I couldn’t help him, I got hard
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| You can try your whole life
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| But you can’t change the unchangeably
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| Untogether
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| Now this bird nests on my back, keeps me turning and straining to see
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| We threw out-rageous parties, we were golden
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| Now the bird keeps her distance, and I keep my spleen
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| Sometimes there’s no poison like a dream
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| Untogether, I couldn’t help it, it got hard
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| You can dry your eyes
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| But you can’t hold the impossibly
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| Untogether |