| I used to be constantly on guard
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| As far as I could tell, there was nothing else left for me
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| I was just down on my luck, a spaced out suck
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| Still dealing with the guilt I took
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| I remember feeling so unsure, in a constant blur
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| Just waiting for the crash again, so I could crumble back to pieces
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| So I could falter at the seems and be lost like them
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| But here I am, one whole piece again
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| Still coming to terms with it all
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| I’d never been so low; |
| no I’ve never been there before
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| So if I still show the slightest bit of hesitation, would you put me in my
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| place?
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| Cause I don’t want to think about the dimness, I just want to talk about Molly
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| Blooms
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| From spending hours in my head
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| To spending mornings in my bed with you
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| It seems my desperation, it caught up to me
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| And my honest impression, is that it wouldn’t work out
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| Because it never works out
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| But then she caught my eyes
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| She caught my eyes, my walls fell down
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| To my surprise, it all came crashing down
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| Isn’t anyone here to see? |
| Just when everything gets to me
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| She redirected all the blame that I kept pinned against myself
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| She made everything make sense to me, unlike everybody else, fuck
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| You’re the reason I wake up
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| But here I am, one whole piece again
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| Still coming to terms with it all
|
| I’d never been so low; |
| no I’ve never been there before
|
| So if I still show the slightest bit of hesitation, would you put me in my
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| place?
|
| Cause I don’t want to think about the dimness, I just want to talk about Molly
|
| Blooms
|
| From spending hours in my head
|
| To spending mornings in my bed with you
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| Cause I don’t want to think about the dimness, I just want to talk about Molly
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| Blooms
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| From spending hours in my head
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| To spending mornings in my bed with you |