| I’m left alone again
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| Without a plan, just remorse
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| How does your «best friend» tire and push towards divorce?
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| I think it’s sad to say how I found out
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| This place was never both our homes
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| And I found all my dreams
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| In this house, scattered abusively
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| Communication doesn’t matter when we never speak
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| So now I’m forced to pray and scatter
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| Like the autumn leaves
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| Dead leaves
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| Burn our photos, torch our lives
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| One-sided compromise? |
| Or is it suicide?
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| I think it’s safe to say
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| I’ve lost the only hope I’ve known
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| Burn our photos, torch our lives
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| One-sided compromise? |
| Or is it suicide?
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| I think it’s safe to say
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| I’ve lost the only hope I’ve known
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| And I can’t breathe again
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| On this couch, on this bed
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| But you’re not here, I swear to God
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| That it’s all come to an end
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| You said I love you
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| Oh I love you well you loved me
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| So you walked away
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| Now you’ve asked me to move
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| Cut my ties at the roots
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| You told me if I really loved you
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| I’d put down the booze
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| But as I started to walk your way
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| You said
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| «Why don’t we wait it out another day?»
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| Burn our photos, torch our lives
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| One-sided compromise? |
| Or is it suicide?
|
| I think it’s safe to say
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| I’ve lost the only hope I’ve known
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| Burn our photos, torch our lives
|
| One-sided compromise? |
| Or is it suicide?
|
| I think it’s safe to say
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| I’ve lost the only hope I’ve known |