| On an empty stomach again, hard to eat with no appetite
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| Well I’ve never been one to spill my guts so, I got a lot bottled inside
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| Behind this face is a wasted space, wanna kiss this brain goodbye
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| So, I’m pretty eager to share my thoughts, let me give you a piece of my mind
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| There’s a jungle in my head
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| I admit that I’m scared, scared to commit
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| But if it’s love you seek, don’t give up on me just yet
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| Don’t drop dead, Juliet, keep a stiff upper lip
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| Blow a kiss so hard it awakens love in the soul of this heartbreak kid
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| Stand still Juliet, no one’s fairer than I
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| When you fell for me you swore it’d be for life
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| Well I’m not dead yet, Juliet
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| In my eyes the big picture is vague, I’m narrow sighted and colorblind
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| You differentiate distinctions like night and day when you see in only black
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| and white
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| But there’s a hazy gray area in every situation that to me never quite stands
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| out
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| So, if I tell you that we’re over and I’m acting off-color, give me the benefit
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| of a doubt
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| There’s an ocean in my head
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| Your devotion’s in the air, I’m holding my breath
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| If I start to drown in my emotions, don’t abandon ship
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| I beg don’t bid farewell; |
| I’ll come alive
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| For the long haul, wait it out; |
| I’ll come alive
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| I was playing dead but now, as this numb heart learns to feel
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| And I break free from my shell, I come alive |