| I wrote down every single name
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| Of all the people that I’ve hurt
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| And watched it burn
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| I laid my face against the pulpit
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| Confessed to myself all the lessons I had learned
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| I was fair and I was stern
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| They wrote me off
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| They wrote me a letter saying you’re as good as gone
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| But I want it bad
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| To be loved and feel hated still
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| Don’t give up, there’s a void you fill
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| To be loved and feel hated
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| We’ve got it wrong
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| We want to feel safe but we’ll never belong
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| I regret to tell myself
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| That it’s not the person that I should become
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| So I drink wine and think it’s fine
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| I am comfortable with my limbs going numb
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| I’m back where I started from
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| They wrote me off
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| They wrote me a letter saying you’re as good as gone
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| But I want it bad
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| To be loved and feel hated still
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| Don’t give up, there’s a void you fill
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| To be loved and feel hated
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| We’ve got it wrong
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| We want to feel safe but we’ll never belong
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| It was always the plan
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| Become a good Christian man
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| But they can’t learn to respect my happiness
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| It was always the plan
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| To be loved and feel hated still
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| Don’t give up, there’s a void you fill
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| To be loved and feel hated still
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| Don’t give up, there’s a void you fill
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| To be loved and feel hated
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| We’ve got it wrong
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| We want to feel safe but we’ll never belong |