| These days you know just what to say,
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| When I’m feeling down
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| No body else knows just quite how to kick me,
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| when I’m on the ground
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| No one could care for me like you do,
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| but it also works in reverse.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| What a tangled web words can weave,
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| yet they truley come alive,
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| they crawl in through my ears,
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| and then lay eggs behind my eyes.
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| You hurt the ones you love,
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| and then you love the ones you hurt.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| There’s a pit at the bottom of my stomach,
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| that’s been carefully carved out
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| Love the way your lips,
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| your lips curl, just as you’re about to shout
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| When you cut me down these days
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| It’s just so beautifully rehearsed.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| Hey, yeah
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| Deeper that our love has grown,
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| the more salt that’s in the wound.
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| We’ve worn each other down, yeah,
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| all your raw nerves they make me swoon.
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| The bigger that the bubble is,
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| the easier it bursts.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse.
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| These days I don’t know what to say,
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| These days I don’t know what to say,
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| These days I don’t know what to say,
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at makin' each other feel worse,
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| I feel worse, I feel worse.
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| We’ve gotten so much better,
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| at making each other feel worse.
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| These days I don’t know what to say,
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| These days I don’t know what to say,
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| These days I don’t know what to say. |