| You’ve got your plans to do things right
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| I’ve got my mind it’s all made up
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| We have our time
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| But now it’s running out of space
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| You know my life is just a speck
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| And your heart is all the same
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| See I’ve been staring too long at the screen
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| Oh God, my mind is such a mess
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| But there’s these things I got to do
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| You were my friend
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| But now you’re taking off your clothes
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| I tried to look, but close my eyes
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| I took a breath and made you mine
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| You had your arms all tangled up in the moon
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| Whats say
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| That night you took away a little more than just my breath
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| I swear to God that I was thinking about the summer
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| Or the words that I wrote on the walls that saved my life
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| I don’t care if I will ever be the same
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| But everything just keeps reminding me of winter
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| Like the drive that I took on the night I lost my mind
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| So, where’s my hope in all of this?
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| I guess it never did exist
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| I wrote those songs
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| And took them all to heart
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| You know I’m proud of what we did
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| I left you naked and apart
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| With your thoughts all laid out in your room
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| So what if there’s something that I missed
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| I know you found a way to start
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| I see the men that had you tearing up you head
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| That’s my excuse to make a mark, when you’re all tangled up in red
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| I had you tricked, but then you grabbed me by the throat
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| Whats say
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| That night you took away a little more than just my breath
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| I swear to God that I was thinking about the summer
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| Or the words that I wrote on the walls that saved my life
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| I don’t care if I will ever be the same
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| But everything just keeps reminding me of winter
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| Like the drive that I took on the night I lost my mind
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| I hope you break through all of this
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| I hear you tearing up your fists
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| With all those walls that broke your heart
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| I’m oh so sick of everything you wrote
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| I’ll hold you true to every breath that we spoke of in this room
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| So where’s your pride, and all of your friends?
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| I hear you making this a story that we hope will never end
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| I hope you break through all of this
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| I hear you tearing up your fists
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| With all those walls that broke your heart
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| I’m oh so sick of everything you wrote
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| I’ll hold you true to every breath that we spoke of in this room
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| So where’s your pride, and all of your friends?
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| I hear you making this a story that we hope will never end
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| Are these just the nights that we stayed for?
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| Are these all the lines that could keep us here? |