| I threw my phone out of the window tonight
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| So you couldn’t go and change my mind
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| What doesn’t kill you can drag you for miles
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| Til there’s nothing left to recognize
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| Meet me out at the end of my rope
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| Won’t you meet me at the end of my rope?
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| Every song was an anthem that the radio played for us
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| Every word was poetry rolling off our tongues
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| We were blooming like flowers, we were bending toward the sun
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| Now all that’s left of you and me is playlists and apologies
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| Oh, apologies
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| Oh
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| We burned for years; |
| we never could get enough
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| We had an epic movie trailer love
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| How could I slip so easy out of your mind?
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| From your trophy to your alibi
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| Meet me out at the end of my rope
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| Won’t you meet me at the end of my rope?
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| Every song was an anthem that the radio played for us
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| Every word was poetry rolling off our tongues
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| We were blooming like flowers, we were bending toward the sun
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| Now all that’s left of you and me: playlists and apologies
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| Oh, apologies
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| Oh
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| I’m not thinking clear; |
| get myself away from here
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| Broken hearts and souvenirs
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| I’m not thinking clear; |
| I’m a mess to you, my dear
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| Broken hearts, souvenirs
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| My God, what a way to go
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| Every song was an anthem that the radio played for us
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| Every word was poetry rolling off our tongues
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| We were blooming like flowers, we were bending toward the sun
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| Now all that’s left of you and me: playlists and apologies
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| Oh, apologies
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| Oh |