| Is it so perfect now
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| It’s all you think about
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| Like you could never do better than this
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| Are you so insecure
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| That you can’t picture more
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| Than just the distance between your lips
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| You keep using him as a remedy
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| What makes you so sure it was always meant to be
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| Now it’s pulling strings on my sanity
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| Cause you’re seeing stars
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| You’re probably better off just closing your eyes
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| And I see who you are
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| It’s such a blissful disguise
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| I think you’re too obsessed
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| The feeling in your chest
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| Is always telling you to stay
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| The reasons on your list
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| Begin to bend and shift
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| Cause you’re too scared to walk away
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| Why am I scolding you?
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| I know I’m guilty too
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| Craving perfection in
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| Somebody else’s skin
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| At first I feel complete
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| Until the grass is greener
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| On the other side
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| Guessing a second time
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| Cause you’re seeing stars
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| You’re probably better off just closing your eyes
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| And I see who you are
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| It’s such a blissful disguise
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| And I could paint your worth across your skin
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| And you’d still never know
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| How to break the cycle you’re stuck in
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| You set the bar too low
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| How many times do
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| I have to tell you
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| Life’s not a picture on a silver screen
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| It’s time to own up to reality
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| Caught in your complex
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| Rewrite the context
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| Put all the pieces where they’re supposed to be
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| Set up the scene to fit your fantasy
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| But nothing in this life was meant to be
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| Cause you’re seeing stars
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| You’re probably better off just closing your eyes
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| And I see who you are
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| It’s such a blissful disguise
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| And I could paint your worth across your skin
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| And you’d still never know
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| How to break the cycle you’re stuck in
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| You set the bar too low |