| Not out of spite but of honesty
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| Lips sealed, our tongues tied, this secret’s safer than you or me
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| This isn’t how it should end
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| Or should it end at all?
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| Cause every now and again
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| I wait for you to call
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| I’d wait all my life for you
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| Cause if this was meant to be
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| Than it’s all I can do
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| I already know it’s true
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| If you still have a heart to steal
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| Then I will steal it from you
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| Stolen devotion
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| A poor excuse to avoid your eyes
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| Broken, unspoken
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| Promises all amount to lies
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| So where do I go from here?
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| We’ve said our last goodbyes
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| A broken smile left to roam these night skies
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| I’d wait all my life for you
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| Cause if this was meant to be
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| Than it’s all I can do
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| I already know it’s true
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| If you still have a heart to steal
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| Then I will steal it from you
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| Did you ever think that we could really survive
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| You said we’d last two years
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| You buried us alive
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| And all the softest sighs and all the lover’s pleas
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| They’re just a postscript now wrapped in parentheses |