| I will play these notes with broken fingers
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| If that’s all that’s left to me
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| No matter what I sacrifice
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| You’ll question my sincerity
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| The years went by when I lost track
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| Of the life I tried to live
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| All the time we won’t get back;
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| I don’t ask you to forgive
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| I will scream these words with my last breath
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| If that’s all that’s left in me
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| Just as you’ll always cut me down
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| For everything you couldn’t be
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| The years went by when I lost track
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| Of the life I tried to live
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| All the time we won’t get back
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| I don’t ask you to forgive
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| It’s easy to judge when you’ve nothing to show
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| But a handful of dreams that you never will know
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| So you hate all the things that you never could be
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| In your failures you find her reflection of me
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| The years went by when I lost track
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| Of the life I tried to live
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| All the time we won’t get back
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| I don’t ask you to forgive
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| The years went by when I lost track
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| Of the life I tried to live
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| All the time we won’t get back
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| I don’t ask you to forgive |