| Fall back, fall back
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| You lost the right to come at me
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| Call time or call a truce
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| Will we make it through the year?
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| We’re doing all the things
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| We said we’d never do
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| Bickering behind closed doors
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| Now, the truth might hurt but lies are worse
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| Turn to face me
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| What have I become to you?
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| See I know I’ve started to lose you
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| See I know you’ve started to slip from my reach
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| If we could be the best versions of us
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| We could be
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| For one last night
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| Hold back, you’re holding back
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| It’s impossible to get to you
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| I’ll try to tear down these walls
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| My throat is burning
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| And my hands are sore
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| We’re doing all the things
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| I thought we’d never do
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| Silence as an act of war
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| At night I lie awake
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| And still there’s nothing said
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| How can we begin again?
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| See I know I’ve started to lose you
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| See I know you’ve started to slip from my reach
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| If we could be the best versions of us
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| We could be
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| For one last night
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| And it wasn’t my intention
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| To bring up past resentments
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| And it wasn’t my intention to burn
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| For once I’d like to be the
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| One who’s held, not holds
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| Is that alright?
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| You owe me that |