| Another day, another battle in your honor and I’m branded black and blue.
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| Another escalated argument to follow and it always starts with you
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| The truth may be that everything’s divisible by you and me but adding us
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| together equals hearts breaking. |
| Opposites attract and that’s the truth, oh
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| Here we’re standing on the pinnacle. |
| We’re shoulder to shoulder but colder than
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| we’ve ever been. |
| We’re just floating with our face down. |
| I wonder if we’ll
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| escape before the storm comes in. Starting over is the hardest call,
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| but trust me in the end it will be worth the fall. |
| Cause I’m sick of standing
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| on the pinnacle with you
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| Three little words but if repeated without meaning they can really start to
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| burn. |
| But we’re comfortably numb, we’re so young, we’re so dumb so I guess
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| we’ll never learn
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| The truth may be that everything’s divisible by you and me. |
| Adding us together
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| equals hearts breaking. |
| Opposites attract, that’s me and you, oh
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| Here we’re standing on the pinnacle. |
| We’re shoulder to shoulder but colder than
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| we’ve ever been. |
| We’re just floating with our face down. |
| I wonder if we’ll
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| escape before the storm comes in. Starting over is the hardest call,
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| but trust me in the end it will be worth the fall. |
| Cause I’m sick of standing
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| on the pinnacle with you
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| Take me home before our sins unfold. |
| Our days I know are numbered.
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| Let me go before I’m grey and old. |
| Our hearts we’re meant to slumber
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| Here we’re standing on the pinnacle. |
| We’re shoulder to shoulder but colder than
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| we’ve ever been. |
| We’re just floating with our face down. |
| I wonder if we’ll
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| escape before the storm comes in. Starting over is the hardest call,
|
| but trust me in the end it will be worth the fall. |
| Cause I’m sick of standing
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| on the pinnacle with you |