| See how we run?
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| Aren’t we two blind mice?
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| Here’s the words I never said since your teary dismay
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| See how you run as you cry from my driveway
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| «You've said what you’ve said now let me, let me go home
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| And you’ve done what you’ve done now let me, let me move on
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| Please let me go.» |
| Well, private school boys, we never gave a shit about anyone
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| else
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| Well, private school boys, will kiss to thrill then kick till there’s nothing
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| left
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| I’ll hold my breath, I will not speak of her again unless…
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| She speaks about me first, I guess, but girls like her set traps for boys like
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| me
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| Give me an inch, I’ll take a mile
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| And yeah you’re right, you’re always right but right or wrong you loved me
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| either way
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| Give me an inch, I’ll take a mile
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| We were the liars, manipulative to reveal who cared less, who cried least,
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| we both know that was me
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| We were the liars, manipulative to reveal who cared less, who cried least,
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| we both know that was me
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| Hats off to the arguments that end, «yeah you’re right but so am I girl»
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| Then fade to black, that’s all we ever said
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| Hats off to the protocol of hug and kiss, fuck then sleep well
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| And are you on the phone?
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| Because my signal’s engaged
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| With all cards down, well I’m nothing more than that
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| A signal misread by your fucking ignorance
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| Yeah go on and blame her, is this all you have to argue?
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| For her failure to see you as that fuck wit we all know
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| This is all your mistake
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| And are you electrified?
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| While the other is false and a lie
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| I’m done with this modern morality, I failed to kick start my body alive,
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| I’m fucking drained of anything more real than a bed to lie in and another day
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| to merely exist
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| I’m tired of being dependable
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| You know this
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| I’m sick of lost ability
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| You know this
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| Disguised in ignorance
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| Broken mid symphony
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| Blessed by the curse
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| You know what I’ll do to you?
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| You know this
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| We are alive!
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| I’m never coming back
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| Say you see why so!
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| So long to the home we built in our heads held high but down and out
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| And so long to the family we were meant to raise your glass to the memories
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| we’ll never have again
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| So long to the home we built
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| So long to the family with this life changing call to arms
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| I’m not an author who hides his true face on a learning curve that I needed to
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| create
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| It’s not a comfort and nor a disguise as you turned bearing that gestalt «uh oh no»
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| So leave now, take your learning curve and take that last drive with «uh oh no»
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| Welcome to the male inconsistence, the kosher resistance with the girl bearing «uh oh no»
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| Well there you go, here’s the song that I promised be it one sided and remote
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| But at least I found a medium for it so I’ll just say sorry it’s not face to
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| face so you can take it or leave it and I…
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| And I’ll feel better when I’m vomiting and disgraced by the memories of guilt
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| I’ll feel better when the hangman says «we'll punish you for this crime»
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| I’ll feel better when they bury me in a shallow grave that’s unmarked
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| And I’ll feel better when the next girl says «fuck off and die alone» |