| I’ve been talking to my therapist for six months now
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| Tryna unpack everything, the why, what, how
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| I could’ve ever messed it up so bad, it hurts
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| You were the only one I’ve ever been my real self with
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| You were my rock, my safety net when things got shit
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| You were my painkiller for so long
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| You righted so many wrongs
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| Oh, I thought you loved me enough to forgive mistakes and
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| Where did that side of you go?
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| Where’s the give and taking?
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| 'Cause you walked away so easy
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| You gave up without a fight
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| I know, I’m the one who messed up
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| But I still have a right
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| To demand a little more of you
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| I can’t believe you wouldn’t talk things through
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| And now I’m left to re-build all the parts of me that you left behind
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| And now I’m left to re-build all the parts of me that you left behind
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| I’ve been sleeping late and eating bad for six months now
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| Overthinking every little thing, the why, what, how
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| You could’ve gone and disappeared like that, it hurts
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| And just admit you didn’t take on any ownership
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| I know I lost my grip
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| But it takes two to drift
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| Been on the painkillers for so long
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| That they don’t even work now
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| Oh, I thought you loved me enough to forgive mistakes and
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| Where did that side of you go
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| Where’s the give and taking?
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| 'Cause you walked away so easy
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| You gave up without a fight
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| I know, I’m the one who messed up
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| But I still have a right
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| To demand a little more of you
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| I can’t believe you wouldn’t talk things through
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| And now I’m left to re-build all the parts of me that you left behind
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| And now I’m left to re-build all the parts of me that you left behind |