| En garde, my God, how she get at me
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| Either we’ll never get it right or it’s meant to be
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| My ego, her pride, some recipe
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| We’re our biggest fans and our own worst enemies
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| Ain’t shy, let the whole world know
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| Have 'em tuned into the blow by blow
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| She move, I move, let her go, I go
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| Stir it up, stand back, watch the firework show
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| Ayo, too proud to quit when it’s broken
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| Too in denial to admit when it’s over
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| Drowning at separate ends of an ocean
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| Both in too deep to know where the coast is
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| Surrounded by waves in a hurricanes
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| Gaze, when we together ain’t none of y’all safe so
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| Buckle up or get out of our way
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| Up in smoke, down in flames cause man
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| When we fight fire with fire
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| When we cross the line, ayo
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| Maybe happy ever after’s ain’t for us
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| Ain’t no surprise
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| When we play with knives, ayo
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| Ain’t no broken pride and these aren’t paper cuts
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| Ain’t no broken pride and these aren’t paper cuts
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| One by one on the hunt
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| Nowhere to hide, nowhere left to run
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| But I’d rather war with you all of summer
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| Than a low key peace with another, ayy
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| One by one every cut
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| Yeah, it gets deep, but who they to judge
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| Cause when it’s on we roll like the thunder
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| Then it’s RIP to the others ayy
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| Cycle repeat till the lesson get learned, man
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| You play with fire, bridges get burnt, man
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| The standoff only making this worse
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| But don’t nobody move and nobody gets hurt, man
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| We just caught in our ways
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| Sucker-punches traded, all fun and games
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| Until the cards, fall where they may
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| Then it’s all 'can't even, whatever, anyway'
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| When we fight fire with fire
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| When we cross the line, ayo
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| Maybe happy ever after’s ain’t for us
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| Ain’t no surprise
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| When we play with knives, ayo
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| Ain’t no broken pride and these aren’t paper cuts
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| I know where you’re weakest
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| You know where my demons hide
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| Put us on a knife edge
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| We tear down everything inside, and
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| I know where you’re weakest
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| You know where my demons hide
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| Put us on a knife edge
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| We’ll tear down everything inside
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| When will we learn
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| We’ve come too far in this to see
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| How much it hurts
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| When will we learn
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| You and I
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| We’ve come too far in this to know
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| When to let go
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| Are we our better halves
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| If we only make it worse?
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| Are we better off apart
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| But can’t say the words?
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| When will we learn
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| You and I
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| We’ve come too far in this to see
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| All we ever do is bleed
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| When we fight fire with fire
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| When we cross the line, ayo
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| Maybe happy ever after’s ain’t for us
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| Ain’t no surprise
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| When we play with knives, ayo
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| Ain’t no broken pride and these aren’t paper cuts
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| I know where you’re weakest
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| You know where my demons hide
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| Put us on a knife edge
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| Ain’t no broken pride and these aren’t paper cuts
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| I know where you’re weakest
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| You know where my demons hide
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| Put us on a knife edge
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| Ain’t no broken pride and these aren’t paper cuts |