| Too quick to react to little things
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| Always pointing blame
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| I might be a hopeless case
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| But doll face, my pretty little piece of art
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| I can’t think straight
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| The silence it haunts me
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| Your words, they kill me
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| And I’m to blame
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| Misfortune may as well be my middle name
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| Calm our voices down
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| Where I pretend I’m fearless, unafraid
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| And have a lot to say
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| Can we calm our voices down
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| There will come a fateful day someone will
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| Walk away unannounced
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| But doll face
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| Surely you don’t mean to say these things
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| I can’t think straight
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| The silence it haunts me
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| Your words, they kill me
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| And I’m to blame
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| Misfortune’s out for me
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| Calm our voices down
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| Where I pretend I’m fearless, unafraid
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| And have a lot to say
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| Can we calm our voices down
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| There will come a fateful day someone will
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| Walk away unannounced
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| But surely you don’t mean to say these things
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| What doesn’t bend is bound to break
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| Attempted compromises, but attempted too late
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| Now you’re gone without a trace
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| Goodbye love, hello heartache
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| Now I just write letters to the one that got away
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| Too quick to react to little things
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| Always pointing blame
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| Calm our voices down
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| Where I pretend I’m fearless, unafraid
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| And have a lot to say
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| Can we calm our voices down
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| There will come a fateful day someone will
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| Walk away unannounced
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| I can’t think straight
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| (Can't think straight)
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| The silence it haunts me
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| Your words, they kill me
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| And I’m to blame
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| (Can't think straight)
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| Misfortune may as well be my middle name |