| Your low-points all are aligned
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| Connect the dots; |
| the problem here is yours not mine
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| So, tell me how I have wronged you
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| So I can do better
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| I find it hard to understand how you can not sleep through the night
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| When nine times out of ten you’re the one who’s claiming «everything's alright»
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| Your low-points are all aligned, connect the dots: admit that this was all your
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| fault
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| I write this song in hopes that one day you will know that I…
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| I never thought that you and I would be like this
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| I’ve got to watch my every move or I’ve betrayed you with a kiss
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| You say that I, that I seem sick -my life’s all wrong
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| All while you watch yours come crumbling down
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| So, tell me how I have wronged you
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| So I can move on. |
| I can’t stand
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| To hear you tell me that you think we’re fine
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| Then turn and say that I wasted your time
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| I find it hard to understand how you can not sleep through the night
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| When nine times out of ten you’re the one who’s claiming «everything's alright»
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| Your low-points are all aligned, connect the dots: admit that this was all your
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| fault
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| I write this song in hopes that one day you will know that I…
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| I find it hard to understand how you can not sleep through the night
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| When nine times out of ten you’re the one who’s claiming «everything's alright»
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| I know it’s hard for you to take, but please just hear me out this once
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| I wrote this song for moving on, so please, just hear me out this once |