| Welcome to the room I hide in
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| I’d invite you to stay but I’m tryna
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| Get out of here
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| The windows see my pain they feel it
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| The curtains know my name they scream it
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| Get out of here
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| I don’t know why I can never leave
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| When all that I’m left with are memories
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| I guess I want your ghost as my company
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| This house is full of the things we did
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| But you’re still ringing in my empty head
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| I can’t let go of the way we left
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| I can’t let go of you
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| And now I’m hanging on by a thread
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| But you’re still ringing in my empty head
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| I can’t let go of the way we left
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| I can’t let go of you
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| To the left and down the hallway
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| Pictures hang from crooked nails
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| Get out, get out
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| I can’t get out of here
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| The doord keep falling off I feel them
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| The rooms have twisted thougts and I hear them
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| Get out of here
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| I don’t know why I can never leave
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| When all that I’m left with are memories
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| I guess I want your ghost as my company
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| This house is full of the things we did
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| But you’re still ringing in my empty head
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| I can’t let go of the way we left
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| I can’t let go of you
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| And now I’m hanging on by a thread
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| But you’re still ringing in my empty head
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| I can’t let go of the way we left
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| I can’t let go of you
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| And this house is full
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| Of the things we did
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| And my bed has known
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| Every inch of your skin
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| Well I can’t let go
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| Of the way that we left
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| Now my bath it floods
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| With your silouhette
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| This house is full of the things we did
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| But you’re still ringing in my empty head
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| I can’t let go of the way we left
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| I can’t let go of you
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| And now I’m hanging on by a thread
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| But you’re still ringing in my empty head
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| I can’t let go of the way we left
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| I can’t let go of you |