| Sometimes the edge serves as more than a friend
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| Than you thought it would be
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| And the pages you write in your journal each night
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| Are your only release
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| And the mask you put on, it’s like words in a song
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| But there’s more to be seen
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| And the failures you see
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| Don’t seem failures to me here at all
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| Oh, I’m begging you, no
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| There’s more life left to go
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| Oh, I’m begging you, please
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| 'Cause I don’t want you to leave
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| Alone as you walk through a crowd and it’s
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| Awkward like nobody sees
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| And you can’t help but wonder would anyone come
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| After you, if you’d leave
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| So a pain grows inside and a fear comes alive
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| Like you’ll never be free
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| But there’s no pain you feel
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| That I know love can’t heal here at all
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| Oh, I’m begging you, no
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| There’s more life left to go
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| Oh, I’m begging you, please
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| 'Cause I, I don’t you to leave me
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| To leave me here on my own
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| There’s nothing to run from, no
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| There’s nothing but fear inside you
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| I just hope I can find you
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| And tell you that I know you’ll smile again
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| Oh, I’m begging you, no
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| There’s more life left to go
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| Oh, I’m begging you, please
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| 'Cause I don’t want you to leave |