| I’d conjure up the thought of being gone
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| But I’d probably even do that wrong
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| I try to think about which way
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| Would I be able to and would I be afraid?
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| 'Cause oh, I’m bleeding out inside
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| Oh, I don’t even mind, yeah
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| It’s all your fault
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| You called me beautiful
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| You turned me out
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| And now I can’t turn back
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| I hold my breath
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| 'Cause you were perfect
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| But I’m running out of air
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| And it’s not fair
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| Da da da da da da da da da
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| Da da da da da da da da da da da da da
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| I’m trying to figure out what else to say (what else could I say?)
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| To make you turn around and come back this way (would you just come back this
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| way?)
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| I feel like we could be really awesome together
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| So make up your mind because it’s now or never, oh
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| It’s all your fault
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| You called me beautiful
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| You turned me out
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| And now I can’t turn back
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| I hold my breath
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| 'Cause you were perfect
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| But I’m running out of air
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| And it’s not fair
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| I would never pull the trigger
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| But I’ve cried wolf a thousand times
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| I wish you could
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| Feel as bad as I do
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| I have lost my mind
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| It’s all your fault
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| You called me beautiful
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| You turned me out
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| And now I can’t turn back
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| I hold, (I hold), my breath, (my breath)
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| 'Cause you were perfect
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| But I’m running out of air (I'm running out of air)
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| And it’s not fair
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| (Oh yeah)
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| (It's all your fault)
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| I hold my breath (my breath)
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| Because you were perfect
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| But I’m running out of air
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| And it’s not (It's not) fair (oh) |