| Are we gonna make it?
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| Is this gonna hurt?
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| Oh, we can try to sedate it
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| But that never works
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| Yeah
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| I start to imagine a world where we don't collide
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| It's making me sick but we'll heal and the sun will rise
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| If you tell me you're leaving, I'll make it easy
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| It'll be okay
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| If we can't stop the bleeding
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| We don't have to fix it, we don't have to stay
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| I will love you either way
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| Ooh-ooh, it'll be oh, be okay
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| Ooh-ooh
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| Oh, the future we dreamed of is fading to black
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
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| Oh, there's nothing more painful
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| Nothing more painful, oh-woah (Oh-woah)
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| I start to imagine a world where we don't collide
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| And it's making me sick but we'll heal and the sun will rise
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| If you tell me you're leaving, I'll make it easy
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| It'll be okay (It'll be okay)
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| And if we can't stop the bleeding
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| We don't have to fix it, we don't have to stay (Don't have to stay)
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| I will love you either way
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| Ooh-ooh, it'll be oh, be okay
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| Ooh-ooh
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| I will love you either way
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| It might be so sweet
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| It might be so bitter
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| I will love you either way
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| It might be so sweet
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| It might be so bitter (Ooh-ooh)
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| Oh, if the future we've dreamed of is fading to black
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| I will love you either way |