| You can’t seperate, what you need and what you want
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| Bad love isn’t better than none
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| You try to simulate it, and you’re always holding on
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| But bad love isn’t better than none
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| So scared of being alone she says when the beast come out at night
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| And at times it gets so cold
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| It’s so long, that i’ve been on my own
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| She says it feels like my whole life and sometimes it gets so old
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| I tell her try to have some patience good things always seem to come
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| To the souls who takes it slow
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| She tells me there’s no point of waiting
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| She has control
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| You can’t seperate, what you need and what you want
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| Bad love isn’t better than none
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| You try to simulate it, and you’re always holding on
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| But bad love isn’t better than none
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| I watch her as she trys to calculate, and now she trys to imitate
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| The things she hears about
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| I offer her a helping hand, she chooses to stay on the ground
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| She won’t stop 'till she figures out
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| What is fake begause she wants one
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| The loneliness drives her to the wrong one
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| I said you see the winds are changing
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| She doesn’t see she’s rearranging
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| She has control
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| You can’t seperate, what you need and what you want
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| Bad love isn’t better than none
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| You try to simulate it, and you’re always holding on
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| But bad love isn’t better than none
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| Banging down the doors of anyone who listens
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| Screaming out loud there must be more than this in you
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| Never find the end to your loneliness
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| 'till you fill them with the space made from misereis
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| Your soul with brightered added nothing
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| And you really don’t believe that good love easycoming
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| All you see is that same brother
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| Ever blacked out
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| And go without
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| You can’t seperate, what you need and what you want
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| Bad love isn’t better than none
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| You try to simulate it, and you’re always holding on
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| But bad love isn’t better than none
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| You can’t seperate, what you need and what you want
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| Bad love isn’t better than none
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| You try to simulate it, and you’re always holding on
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| But bad love isn’t better than none |