| If I had a dime for everytime you walked away
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| I could afford to not give a shit and buy a drink and drown the day
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| But your pockets, they are empty, yeah, and mine are times two
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| So why not make an about-face and accept the love I send to you?
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| You’re never gonna be content if you don’t try, try to see outside your line
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| There you go, you did it again!
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| You act as if there’s a blinder on your eyes
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| Should I apologize if what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes?!
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| Oh, did I crack your shell?
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| When it falls away, you’ll see we exist as well!
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| Like a bottle with the cork stuck, your true ingrdients trapped up inside
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| Through the cloudy glass we catch a glimse of you
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| I guess the hard shell represents your pride
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| Oh, if only it could be different we could uncover the you, you deny
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| Between two, a small discrepency, one complicates and one simplifies
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| TAKE THOSE FUCKING BLINDERS OFF YOUR EYES!
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| So if I had a dime for every time you walked away
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| You could bet your bottom dollar that I’d be filthy rich by noon today
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| Should I apologize if what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes?!
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| Oh, did I crack your shell?
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| When it falls away, you’ll see we exist as well! |
| (repeat 2 x) |