| We spent the night outside on the porch drinking gin in the house on the coast
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| as the storm rolled in
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| My regrets, where to begin?
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| It’s coming back to me, it’s coming round again
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| Your dark hair and your pale skin, and all the goddamn times I never let you in,
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| shit
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| I swear to god I wish I told you everything
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| It’s coming back to me, it’s coming round again
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| We’re hopeless again (X2)
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| Bittersweet, you know what they say
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| We shine and we fade, it’s always the way
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| Bittersweet, you know what they say
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| I guess everything’s going to kill you one day
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| The doctor said «Your head’s a mess, you’ve come apart bit by bit
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| Take medicine, you’ll feel again», but I sure as hell just feel like shit
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| Bittersweet, we shine and we fade
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| I guess everything’s going to kill you one day
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| Bittersweet, you know what they say
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| We shine and we fade, it’s always the way
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| Bittersweet, you know what they say
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| I guess everything’s going to kill you one day
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| The doctor said «Your head’s a mess, you’ve come apart bit by bit
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| Take medicine, you’ll feel again», but I sure as hell just feel like shit
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| He says «It's probably all that drinking», and I say
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| «Doc, you’re overthinking, why would I interfere with a process that’s keeping
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| me from sinking?»
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| (We shine and we fade) It’s coming back to me, it’s coming round again (x4)
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| There are pieces of us strewn across your bedroom floor
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| And there are pieces of me in a trail out your door
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| Your sister’s sad smile as I passed her on the front porch
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| I got stuck in a downward spiral in a time when you needed more
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| I said «I'm sorry, you know' You said «Get out, just go»
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| And I went to pieces with you watching from your window
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| I’ve got these loveless bones, now all I know is alone
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| So I lit my final cigarette and I walked three postcodes home
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| We shine and we fade (x2)
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| The doctor said «Your head’s a mess, you’ve come apart bit by bit
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| Take medicine, you’ll feel again», but I sure as hell just feel like shit
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| He says «It's probably all that drinking», and I say
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| «Doc, you’re overthinking, why would I interfere with a process that’s keeping
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| me from sinking?»
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| Bittersweet, we shine and we fade
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| I guess everything’s going to kill you one day |