| Threadbare, frayed around the edges
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| Down where all I’m getting is you don’t care
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| And hoping that I’m wrong
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| I am crushed by your indifference, know I must try
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| To stop wishing if only I
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| Could undo what I’ve done
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| If I knew then what I know now
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| I would have saved my words somehow
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| Headed underground, crushed without a sound
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| Threadbare
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| Tired from the inside out
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| I’m kind of worn down by the doubt
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| And time will tell how it should be
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| If I knew then what I know now
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| I would have saved my words somehow
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| Headed underground, crushed without a sound
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| Threadbare
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| There’s something I’m missing
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| You’re not giving me
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| I talk and you listen
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| But will you ever see?
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| If I knew then what I know now
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| I would have saved my words somehow
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| Headed underground, crushed without a sound
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| Threadbare
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| Headed underground, crushed without a sound
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| Threadbare
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| I am tired
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| Something missing you’re not giving me
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| Something missing you’re not giving me
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| Something missing you’re not giving me
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| Something missing you’re not giving me
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| Love’s a funny thing
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| Love’s a funny thing
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| Love’s a funny thing
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| Love’s a funny thing |