| You said you love me, swear you’re close
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| Your actions tell me something else
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| No matter what you do you’re not
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| What you pretend to be
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| I’d like to be the one who cares
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| And not the one who must pretend.
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| This flame that once was hot,
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| Extinguished by another lie.
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| And you’re not listening.
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| You set this dying heart on fire.
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| On fire.
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| You’re just not listening.
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| You set my broken bones on fire,
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| On fire.
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| How many times I told you so
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| As many times You told me no.
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| You have stumbled on your quest
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| A bitter search for happiness.
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| You say every thing’s fine,
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| And that you need to feel alive.
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| But you fill your existence with
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| Your black carcinogenic lies.
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| Cause you’re not listening
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| You set this dying heart on fire
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| On fire
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| You’re just not listening
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| You set my broken bones on fire
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| On fire
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| Nothing we do can save us now.
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| Nothing can fill this whole.
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| Nobody wants to see it through,
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| Nobody’s listening.
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| Cause you’re not listening
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| You set this dying heart on fire
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| On fire
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| But you’re not listening
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| You set my broken bones on fire
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| On fire |