| Hope you didn’t burn too many bridges
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| On your way back to haunt my heart
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| 'Cause it’s safe behind these stones and ridges
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| You know how us healin' victims are
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| I take comfort where I find it In the neon and the crowds
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| I guess someone like me designed it This place where old flames aren’t allowed
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| There’s a border you can’t cross
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| There’s a wall that you can’t climb
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| The space is drawn too wide
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| Between your world and mine
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| You’ve already broke my heart
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| (And) I won’t let you break my mind
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| As far as your memory goes
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| That’s where I draw the line
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| I’ll bet this isn’t how you planned it
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| I’ve picked myself up off the ground
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| These legs are shakin', but they’re standin'
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| And I won’t let you knock me down
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| There’s a border you can’t cross
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| There’s a wall that you can’t climb
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| The space is drawn too wide
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| Between your world and mine
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| You’ve already broke my heart
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| (And) I won’t let you break my mind
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| As far as your memory goes
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| That’s where I draw the line
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| That’s where I draw the line |