| When will these tears stop?
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| When will this heartbreak mend?
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| When will the picture of your face not be engraved inside my head?
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| How does one move on?
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| Stop pacing up these floors
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| How can I let go of all that I adore?
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| Call me foolish, call me strange
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| Call me clueless I don’t care anymore
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| The only thing I’m guilty of is still believing in us
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| All is fallen, all is changed
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| One man broken standing at your door
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| I am bones now there’s nothing more
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| When all the air clears leaves anger in its wake
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| Will you remember me for the good or for all of my mistakes?
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| No there were never words we left unspoken, no plate that went unbroken
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| But what kind of love with velvet gloves will ever feel the same?
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| Call me foolish, call me strange
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| Call me clueless I don’t care anymore
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| The only thing I’m guilty of is still believing in us
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| All is fallen, all is changed
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| One man broken standing at your door
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| I am bones now there’s nothing more
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| What I wouldn’t give for one last time
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| What if there was something left worth fighting for?
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| Call me foolish, call me strange
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| God knows you’ve called me every other name
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| But I don’t care anymore, I don’t care
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| All is fallen, all is changed
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| One man broken standing at your door
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| I am bones now there’s nothing more
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| I am bones now
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| I am bones |