| If they did tests on my heart
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| I think that maybe they would start believing
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| All the stories that I tell them
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| Like how sometimes I can barely breathe
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| For no apparent reason other than I thought some bad thoughts
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| These nerves are falling apart
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| And my fingernails stay short
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| I keep telling myself «You've got to get over yourself»
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| I don’t want you to save me
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| 'Cause what if you did, you’d succeed
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| And then you would get bored and leave
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| I’d be back at square one
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| And that is such a bad place to begin
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| We sent all of our sins into the sea
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| And we set it on fire, we’re an island now
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| I don’t know if I can take the pressure it creates
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| To be a self-sustaining industry
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| So we’ll tell ourselves we’ve got what it takes
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| And all we need is a little time to dry off
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| I don’t want you to save me
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| 'Cause what if you did, you’d succeed
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| And you would leave
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| I’d be back at square one
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| And that is such a bad place to begin |