| Pave these streets with open arms
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| It’s always you we have waited on
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| The skin, the taste, the drug, the need
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| I am asking, telling you, don’t leave
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| Erase the lines that we have drawn
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| It’s always you we have waited on and waited on and on and on
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| These are our words that fill these mouths
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| But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
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| These palms and frames that we tear through
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| To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you
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| Wait, wait, wait
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| I don’t want to see
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| Wait, wait, wait
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| I am not the person anyone would want to be
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| The perfect shoes with the matching clothes
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| It is the lie we are always told
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| But nothing masks the shallow touch
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| Like saying words that cost so much
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| While you are an addict to the need
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| To find yourself a way to breathe
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| The sex, the purge, the vein, the look
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| To replace the feelings that we have took
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| These are our words that fill these mouths
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| But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
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| These palms and frames that we tear through
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| To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you
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| Perfection
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| It’s perfection
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| But never quite enough and never could disguise
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| The drugs to make it stay
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| The wanting in your eyes
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| The money that you spent
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| But you are still an accident
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| We are more than words that fill our mouths
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| Drink with eyes that tell us the answers that we need
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| These are our words that fill these mouths
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| But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
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| These palms and frames that we tear through
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| To cling to something that is bigger than the failed attempts at you
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| Wait, wait, wait
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| I don’t want to see
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| Wait, wait, wait
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| I am not the person anyone would want to be
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| Waiting here 'til you leave |