| She liked for me who she wanted me to be
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| Use some TV screens and DVD’s
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| To try and ease the creaks between these dreams
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| They’re sown to each other with some free deceit
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| Please keep the receipt
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| I know that you’re really not who you try to be, I guess
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| I fell in what I thought was love
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| To a person who truth was a lie to me
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| And I believe shit wasn’t always like this
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| So much distance between us now I guess
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| My thoughts finally have enough room to digress and digest
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| The time spent with you in my head
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| Maybe I’m fucking crazy, man
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| I never been with a better person
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| But I gave my heart for love
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| And in return, I got sent the synthetic version
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| Yeah, am I an asshole for making this?
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| Truth is, this ain’t a breakup song
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| This a makeup song, taking way too long
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| Don’t wanna play or move on, I wanna stay with you long
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Wanna stay with you long
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| Yeah
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| After one year, we’re more of strangers than ever
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| We’ve grown to be strangers together
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| Like two random-ers who take the bus everyday
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| And the only conversation is like statin' the weather
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| Every date we had is almost the first date
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| But we already still in second or third base
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| I met you like 9,000 times now
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| And I found out that I’ve drowned in your eyes many times now
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| That I learned how to breathe underwater
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| But I ain’t gone for a swim in a while now
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| Shit changed, and I’m switching my style now
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| No MTV bullshit, I ain’t wilding out
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| Writing it all out, seeing my thoughts just fall out
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| Wanna call out, but I- but I gotta drop out
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| Yeah
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| Do you remember how those sparks we imagined
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| Turned to shit burning than some stars everlasting?
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| But all I see is the ashes
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| Of cremated love, ain’t no need for a casket
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| So, please just hand me a few matches
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| I’ve seen it resurrect before, like Jesus, it’s magic
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| But all I see is the ashes
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| Of cremated love, ain’t no need for a casket
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| Found a new girl from a new world
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| And I know that is starting nice
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| And just because it’s part of life doesn’t mean that it ain’t hard to bite
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| Cliché while I’m following the archetype
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| Turning on the lights in the dark of night
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| Tryna make it all alright, for some reason, it ain’t hard to write
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| I didn’t even get to call her twice
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| I never even tried to start a fight, yeah
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| Disregard the dreams that I had
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| Mixing all with the scenes with the bad, I can’t even see what we had
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| All I know is that it’s now a piece in the trash
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| Just a piece in the trash, yeah
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| Do you remember how those sparks we imagined
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| Turned to shit burning than some stars everlasting?
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| But all I see is the ashes
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| Of cremated love, ain’t no need for a casket
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| Yeah
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| A cremated love
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| Ain’t no need for a casket
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| Yeah |