| They say the heart only wants what it can’t have,
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| So I guess your hand in mine will never fit.
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| 'cause if I could find my heart inside this empty frozen chest,
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| Then you would find that I’d give you all of it.
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| You stole the matches from my book.
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| Put out the fire in my eyes.
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| You cause a thunder in my veins when you’re around.
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| You make me wish that I would die.
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| And I can’t hear you calling out my name,
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| But I still feel your breath across my neck, driving me insane.
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| And you don’t love me, so how do you explain?
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| You walk away from my life when you live inside my brain, live inside my brain.
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| I thought you came to kiss my lips,
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| But you brought your shovel and your tarp.
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| The voice that once became the light into my dark,
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| Soon became your tool to break my heart.
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| Eat my heart for breakfast.
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| Taste its tainted blood.
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| Feel your precious poison start to fill its maker’s veins
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| So you can start to feel your so called love. |