| Thank you for picking up the pieces
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| And holding on
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| You gave by calling out my weakness
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| I’m so withdrawn
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| One chance the round is all we’ve given
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| And then we’re gone
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| The … who’ve always been forgiven
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| The paths will always lead to you
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| For this I walk a million miles
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| When the day is done
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| We know the secret of denial
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| Not the only one
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| You can’t believe me when I tell you
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| Sucking to know
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| Those eyes are clearer in the mirror
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| They’re always staring back at you
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| And if you look too hard
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| My inner sinner scar
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| I’ll never tell you what to do
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| And if I close the blinds
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| The way I close my mind
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| I’d die of shame before you do
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| And if I close the blinds
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| The way I close my mind
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| I’d die of shame before you do
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| Thank you for picking up the pieces
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| And being there
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| I’ll never list up all the reasons
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| Though it’d be fair
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| So if the point of mere increases
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| I won’t be scared
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| I won’t be
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| The … who’ve always been forgiven
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| The paths will always lead to you
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| And if I close the blinds
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| The way I close my mind
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| I’d die of shame before you do
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| And if I close the blinds
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| The way I close my mind
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| I’d die of shame before you do |