| Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
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| I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
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| She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
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| It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
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| And I'll be gone, gone tonight
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| The ground beneath my feet is open wide
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| The way that I been holding on too tight
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| With nothing in between
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| The story of my life
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| I take her home
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| I drive all night
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| To keep her warm
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| And time is frozen (the story of, the story of)
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| The story of my life
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| I give her hope
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| I spend her love
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| Until she's broke
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| Inside
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| The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
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| Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change
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| Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage
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| I know that in the morning now I'll see us in the light upon a hill
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| Although I am broken, my heart is untamed, still
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| And I'll be gone, gone tonight
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| The fire beneath my feet is burning bright
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| The way that I been holding on so tight
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| With nothing in between
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| The story of my life
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| I take her home
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| I drive all night
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| To keep her warm
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| And time is frozen (the story of, the story of)
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| The story of my life
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| I give her hope
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| I spend her love
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| Until she's broke
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| Inside
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| The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
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| And I been waiting for this time to come around
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| But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds
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| The story of my life
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| I take her home
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| I drive all night
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| To keep her warm
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| And time is frozen
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| The story of my life
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| I give her hope (give her hope)
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| I spend her love
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| Until she's broke (until she's broke inside)
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| Inside
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| The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
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| The story of my life
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| The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
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| The story of my life |