| It’s people like us who are meant to be alone
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| It’s just the way that we move, it’s just the way that we show you
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| Ink on her skin, ring through her nose
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| Her body’s sick, her body knows, her body’s…
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| It’s people like us who are meant to be alone
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| It’s just the way that we move, it’s just the way that we show you
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| Ink on her skin, ring through her nose
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| Her body’s sick, her body knows, her body’s…
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| Got a lot of nerve to show your face around this house
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| Because the last time that you left we took your name off of the wall
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| I wrote a book about a killer, I think you could relate
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| He slits his best friend’s throat in a boat by a lake
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| And I hate showering in puddles, but I love using mud as soap
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| I shot a flare gun in the air so I could get a glimpse of hope
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| And it’s his face, oh his face that makes you alone
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| But when you hit both the lights you’ll feel right at home
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| And it’s his face, oh his face that makes you alone
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| But when you hit both the lights you’ll feel right at home
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| She says I have these images inside my head
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| Two kids on a sidewalk, one of them is dead
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| The other laughs
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| The other laughs because he feels so alone
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| And I am underneath the covers at the bottom of the ocean
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| And I am breathing exactly how you said for me to breathe
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| There’s just one problem, she says, looking down at her desk
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| With her hair in her eyes you stay the hell away from me
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| And it’s his face, oh his face that makes you alone
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| But when you both the lights you’ll feel right at home
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| And it’s his face, oh his face that makes you alone
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| But when you both the lights you’ll feel right at home
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| And it’s people like us who are meant to be alone
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| It’s just the way that we move, it’s just the way that we show you
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| Ink on her skin, ring through her nose
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| Her body’s sick, her body knows, her body’s…
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| I, I spent the night inside the graveyard
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| So I am closer to my grandpa
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| So I can say that, yeah, I love you or whatever
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| God, I love you or whatever
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| I think I, I spent the night inside the graveyard
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| So I am closer to my grandpa
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| So I can say that, yeah, I love you or whatever
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| God, I love you or whatever
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| And it’s people like us who are meant to be alone
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| It’s just the way that we move, it’s just the way that we show you |