| I bear the weight of what’s become your enemy
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| And I hate to be the one to cause you misery
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| When we don’t talk about it, I’m not losing sleep
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| When we don’t figure-out it I know what the stakes could be
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| You won’t, you won’t
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| You won’t walk away
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| You won’t walk away
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| You won’t walk away
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| You hate everything a little bit
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| You know that I do to, but try to act a way in spite of it
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| When we don’t fight about it I can start to breathe
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| When we don’t smother every ounce of our autonomy
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| You won’t, you won’t
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| You won’t walk away
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| You won’t walk away
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| You won’t walk away
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| In time
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| We’ll know
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| If this is face down, drawn on the floor
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| And I’ll say
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| «Sweetheart I tired, I’m so tired
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| And I can’t play this game anymore.»
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| Been awake all night
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| It’s hard to indulge you
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| Close my life
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| Oh well
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| If we don’t fight about it, I can start to breathe
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| If we don’t smother every ounce of our autonomy
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| No, I don’t
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| I don’t think we’ll get anywhere tonight
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| Cause no’one’s there to say you’re holding on too tight
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| And I can’t see a thing when you turn off the lights
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| I just wanna go and do what’s right
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| You won’t, you won’t |