| Take a picture hold it close
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| Put it in a box so you don’t choke
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| Bury it underneath your feelings and stares
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| Make a heart shape with your hands
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| Have a little faith, they’ll understand
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| Listen
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| 'Cause you are the only reason I am here
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| Do I have to walk on knives for you to forgive me?
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| I’d love to promise you
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| That it’ll all end in music and the lights
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| Shine through a dark room
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| Filtered rays of kisses — that’s not life, it’s not fair
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| But who the hell am I when you’re not there?
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| I’d love to promise you
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| Build it all up in our heads
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| Those monsters underneath the bed
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| Bury the feet in to the next love that appears
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| 'Cause you are the only reason I am here
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| And I’ll walk on the thousand knives for you to forgive me
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| Believe me
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| I’d love to promise you
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| That it’ll all end in music and the lights
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| Shine through a dark room
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| Filtered rays of kisses — that’s not life, it’s not fair
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| But who the hell am I when you’re not there?
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| I’d love to promise you
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| That it’ll end in moonlight
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| And our love will so through the sky
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| But I’m not naive anymore (naive anymore)
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| There is a very thin line between love and hate
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| Don’t you find? |
| it doesn’t always end in music
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| And dancing (and dancing)
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| I’d love to promise you
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| That it’ll all end in music and the lights
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| Shine through a dark room
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| Filtered rays of kisses — that’s not life, it’s not fair
|
| But who the hell am I when you’re not there?
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| I’d love to promise you
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| I’d love to promise you
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| That it’ll all end in music and the lights
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| Shine through a dark room
|
| Filtered rays of kisses — that’s not life and it’s not fair
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| But who the hell am I when you’re not there?
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| I’d love to promise you |