| You wanted to know if
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| If it was worth the pain that it has caused us
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| Both our lives — subtract one life
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| To know why it was you deserved this
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| As simple as I can
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| I’ll tell you the difference
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| Between a pencil and a pen
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| And where it will leave us now
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| As your body lets you die
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| And I sit here still alive
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| In my memory I wrote you down in ink
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| I never wanted to erase your story
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| Even with the tragedy it brings
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| The fluid in your lungs
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| That tells you you’re losing, stop breathing
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| The medicine that comes will fix you
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| Will help you but takes you from conscious to sleep
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| Place my hands to face and weep
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| In my memory I wrote you down in ink
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| I never wanted to erase your story
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| Even with the tragedy it brings
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| Something beautiful
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| Something torn from my hands
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| I’m not ready for you to die
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| (I can’t leave here like this, get away from her)
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| This day will end with a life complete
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| (Get away from her, from her now)
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| (That's not all, that’s not all, that she was
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| I don’t want to say goodbye yet)
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| This day will end with a life complete
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| (this day will end this day)
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| My closest friend here in front of me
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| (Will end this day will end this…)
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| You wanted to know if
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| If it was worth the pain that it has caused us
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| Both our lives — subtract one life
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| To know why it was you deserved this |