| Before you let me fall,
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| Kill me so I don’t feel it at all
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| And push my body up against the wall
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| And pick your poison
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| 'Cause everything feels wrong
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| And I don’t know where I belong
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| Take me for granted
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| Make me feel used
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| Feed me in pieces
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| Mystery is company
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| 'Cause I know that it’s real
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| I’ve learned to love the pain
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| 'Cause that’s the only way that I know how to feel
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| Maybe it’s a phase
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| Maybe I’ll break out of it someday
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| Maybe this is just my twisted fate
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| I always feel like everything is wrong
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| And I don’t know where I belong
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| Take me for granted
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| Make me feel used
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| Feed me in pieces
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| Mystery is company
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| 'Cause I know that it’s real
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| I’ve learned to love the pain
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| 'Cause that’s the only way that I know how
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| To feel your arms around my neck
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| I’m suffocating with regret from all the wasted hours spent
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| Believing I was never meant
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| To touch the face of something real
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| These so-called 'scars' will never heal
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| And I put down a deal
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| 'Cause that’s the only way that I know how to feel
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| Take me for granted
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| Make me feel used
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| Feed me in pieces
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| Broken and bruised
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| Take me for granted
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| Make me a promise that you’ll never keep
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| I’m fallin' to pieces
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| Misery is company
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| 'Cause I know that it’s real
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| I’ve learned to love the pain
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| 'Cause that’s the only way that I know how to feel
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| I know how to feel…
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| You’re the only way that I know how to feel |