| «Lately I’ve been thinking that you’re just out of the question
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| And no I don’t have an answer as to why»
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| Enormous changes at the last second end up to equal the way we measure people
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| Maybe, just maybe I will learn that I got what I deserved
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| And you said
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| «I should have came prepared for this conversation»
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| As words you didn’t mean squeezed through your teeth, resting on your lips
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| And I’ll admit that I haven’t been this scared of skeletons since I was just a
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| kid
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| Maybe, just maybe I will learn that I got what I deserved
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| I admire the strength that it must take to look me in the face
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| And spill your guts, knowing that you’re fake
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| You call me a liar, you call me a mistake…
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| But we both know the truth
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| You call me a liar, you call me a mistake
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| Well maybe you got what you deserved
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| Call me a liar, but you were just a mistake
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| Where is your heart tonight?
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| Which bed does it hide under now?
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| I hope you get answers from your mirrors with overtones |