| You’re trembling, dear, let me warm your hands
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| My touch, my blur, don’t you miss feeling it?
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| Your oxygen is ruining all my plans
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| Let’s try again, it’s not the end
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| Do you remember back at eighteen
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| When our hearts were full of love?
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| You were always there to catch me
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| Even when the days were rough
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| In your backyard’s where you told me
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| You would never leave my life
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| God, it was hard to say goodbye
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| In your backyard
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| It’s not the end (goodbye)
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| It’s not, oh-oh
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| When the sun goes down, I still look around
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| 'Cause I’m haunted
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| Here by the ghost of your heart, your beautiful scars
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| Look the same way they did (goodbye)
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| Are you sleeping?
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| Are you sleeping?
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| Oh, can’t you just present it?
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| Let’s go back
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| Do you remember back at eighteen
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| When our hearts were full of love?
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| You were always there to catch me
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| Even when the days were rough
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| In your backyard’s where you told me
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| You would never leave my life
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| God, it was hard to say goodbye
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| In your backyard
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| Don’t try be still
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| Let me be your hands
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| Don’t you miss
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| While my hands
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| I can’t stop them from bleeding
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| I’m scratching
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| Tryna find your scar
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| And now is surrounding
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| is drowning me
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| And I can’t breathe
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| But I’ve seen the way you looked at him
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| I’m wondering, did you ever wish
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| That I was fucking gone
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| So you could move along?
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| you used to cut my throat
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| myself on my own
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| In your backyard’s where you told me
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| You would love me all your life
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| It was hard to say goodbye |