| I travelled a road,
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| And came to a crossing,
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| One way pointed right,
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| And one way wrong,
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| Which path to take,
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| Was a coin for the tossing,
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| But I couldn’t turn back,
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| Where I’d come
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| I ran from my feelings,
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| Abandoned my love,
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| I’d no courage left,
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| No respect,
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| Mile after mile,
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| The road wouldn’t end,
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| Til' I finally caught up,
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| To myself
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| When your heart is broken,
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| Blame is a sad game,
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| Your smile is a token,
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| You can’t say her name,
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| And the pain is so fierce,
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| In the space between,
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| Hero and hell,
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| Between hero and hell
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| No one was ever,
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| To touch my soul,
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| My passion locked up,
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| Behind walls of steel
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| How she climbed over,
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| I’ll never know
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| Confused by the happiness,
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| I wanted to kill
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| The moment of truth,
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| Looked me dead in the eye,
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| My capable living,
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| Exposed,
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| Can I be with a lover,
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| And not wanna lie,
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| Or am I too damaged,
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| To let her get close
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| When your heart is broken,
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| Blame is a sad game,
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| Your smile is a token,
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| You can’t say her name,
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| And the pain burns like fire,
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| In the space between hero and hell,
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| Between hero and hell
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| (Bridge)
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| Trapped between fear and rage,
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| I learned at an early age,
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| Love is the curl of a blinding fist,
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| A knife that slips in and twists,
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| When your heart is broken,
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| And blame is a sad game,
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| And your smile is a token,
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| You can’t say her name,
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| And the pain cuts so deep,
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| In the space between hero and hell
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| Between hero and hell
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| Between hero and hell |