| I’ll burn it down and build it up better
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| Sometimes it hurts to forget the past
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| And I’m tired of waiting for something to happen with you
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| And I’m trying to save it but deep down there’s nowhere to move
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| And I’m getting lost, soaked to the bones
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| With nothing to prove
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| I’m covered in hope, I’m filling with doubt
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| That I’m not for you, no, I’m not for you
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| So, why burn it down to build it up better?
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| Sometimes it hurts to forget the past
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| I’ll burn it down and bring it back stronger
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| Sometimes it’s good to forget the past
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| And I’m taking your words, my heart in the palm of your hands
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| And I’m putting my trust in an entire half-empty glass
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| And I’m getting tired of making excuses to find it won’t last
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| I’m covered in hope and filling with doubt
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| That I’m not the last, no, I’m not the last
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| So, why burn it down to build it up better?
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| Sometimes it hurts to forget the past
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| I’ll burn it down and bring it back stronger
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| Sometimes it’s good to forget the past |