| In a word you said it’s over
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| with a look you closed the door
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| there’s no need to keep pretending
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| anymore
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| I don’t need to say I’m sorry
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| I don’t have to compromise
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| I can tell the truth instead of
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| more white lies
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| (but) I reach for you at night
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| I trace your every curve
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| there’s a space on my skin
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| where your lips should have been
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| as I lie here alone
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| I’m staring at the fire
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| from my wooden throne
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| as my world turns to ash
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| now I can’t make it back
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| since you left me alone
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| let me tell you I was wrong
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| and I’ve paid for what I’ve learned
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| you got everything you wanted
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| I got burned
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| all the times I didn’t listen
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| all the nights that I wasn’t there
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| all that’s left is my attrition
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| and thin air
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| I reach for you at night
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| I trace your every curve
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| there’s a space on my skin
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| where your lips should have been
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| as I lie here alone
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| I’m staring at the fire
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| from my wooden throne
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| as my world turns to ash
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| now I can’t make it back
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| since you left me alone
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| I thought that we were not that serious
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| pleasure just to pass the time
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| now the loving words you said
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| are on repeat inside my head
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| you think I’m made of stone
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| but I’m broken and alone
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| I reach for you at night
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| I trace your every curve
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| there’s a space on my skin
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| where your lips should have been
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| as I lie here alone
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| I’m staring at the fire
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| from my wooden throne
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| as my world turns to ash
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| now I can’t make it back
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| since you left me alone |