| I just want to feel things like you
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| Then I could know how to love you
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| If I could just see inside your head
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| I would know who to be instead
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| But it wouldn’t be me
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| It wouldn’t be me
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| But just a word from you would change me
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| If I could just peel the skin from you
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| Then I would know how to touch you
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| Give you my hands like lovers do
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| I would know where to lead you
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| But would you ever come with me?
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| Would you ever come with me?
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| I couldn’t take your hand and lead you nowhere
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| Inside, nothing stays the same
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| It’s like a race to the one that takes the blame
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| In your eyes, I see the lies unfold
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| That’s not the way that the story’s meant to go
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| If I could be there to pull you through
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| You could use your nails to save you
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| If I could be the one who really knew
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| The one you need to tell your secrets to
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| Do you feel but resist?
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| Do you feel but resist?
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| Do you know I exist?
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| Could you ever want me like this?
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| Inside, nothing stays the same
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| It’s like a race to the one who takes the blame
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| In your eyes, I see the lies unfold
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| That’s not the way that the story’s meant to go
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| In the dark, it’s right
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| In the dead of night
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| But it spills away
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| In the light of day |