| I put my face out the window
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| And the car drives away slow
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| The back seat never felt so far away from you
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| There’s a space in my rib-cage
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| I was told it’s supposed to hold a heart
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| And all I see in the sky is death
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| I see the moon behind the Tobin bridge
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| You say you’re fine, I know you’re full of shit
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| 'Cause when it rains it pours
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| The water falls off of your forehead
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| And all of the things that I said should have stayed in my head
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| And I’ll have you know I’m a mess like the sheets in my bed
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| It’s funny how everyone seems to be perfectly fine
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| But when you’re alone starts to rain from the lids of your eyes
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| Was it you
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| Who told me to
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| Keep my chin up?
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| And is it true
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| What they say
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| That as you die, you live all of the mistakes you’ve made?
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| I put my face out the window
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| And the car drives away slow
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| The back seat never felt so far away from you
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| There’s a space in my rib-cage
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| I was told it’s supposed to hold a heart
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| And all I see in the sky is death |