| A little love in your lies
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| It’s the truth I can recognize
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| Spite became normal
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| Competing for control
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| It comes as no surprise
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| A little truth in the humor
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| Had my doubts, it grew on her
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| It’s simple in nature
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| But hard to define
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| I wish I was stronger
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| I noticed you see it, I feel it too
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| The blank space left an opening like I always do
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| So rip me open (Rip me open)
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| Tell me what it is that makes me tick
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| For future reference, it’s nothing we could ever fix
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| Our love used to grow so organically
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| It’s vacant synthetic apologies
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| I’m sick of fading love in the hopes we’ll be
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| Better on the other side when you won’t look at me
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| I tried to get past all the hate
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| I tried to just fall into place
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| But there’s too much attached to forget the past
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| I can’t carry the weight
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| I noticed you see it, I feel it too
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| The blank space left an opening like I always do
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| So rip me open (Rip me open)
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| Tell me what it is that makes me tick
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| For future reference, it’s nothing we could ever fix
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| Our love used to grow so organically
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| It’s vacant synthetic apologies
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| I’m sick of fading love in the hopes we’ll be
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| Better on the other side when you won’t look at me
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| Break it down, analyze every word I say
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| Like a shrink here’s a hint, we’re not okay
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| Should have known, all along, that love is a game
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| It’s a means to an end for your personal gain
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| Now you won’t look at me
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| Now you won’t look at me
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| Now you won’t look at me
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| Now you won’t look at me |