| And my swinging door, does it mean you have to run through it?
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| I’m soft to the core but I make it so easy to confuse it
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| Yesterday you said, «Don't take this the wrong way»
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| Shortcut to heartbreak, you never take the long way
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| And my swinging door, no one knows us so easily lose it
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| Why when you say something could I feel nothing?
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| Then bite the bullet when you trigger something
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| I seem unbreakable, I understand
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| But I have built this castle out of sand
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| Now your words stick to me like ink
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| I can’t help but to overthink that
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| Am I just a casualty?
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| Your honesty is killing me
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| What you say I just can’t get out
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| Could’ve kept it inside of your mouth, I
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| Wish I didn’t give a shit about it
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| But your words stick to me like ink
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| I like to be sweet, but you see it as permission for power, mm
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| I know I could leave but I let you keep talking for hours
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| I show you the way to play with my emotions
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| That smile on my face is sighting the explosions
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| I like to be sweet, but not if we’re hurting each other
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| Why when you say something could I feel nothing?
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| Then bite the bullet when you trigger something
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| I seem unbreakable, I understand
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| But I have built this castle out of sand
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| Now your words stick to me like ink
|
| I can’t help but to overthink that
|
| Am I just a casualty?
|
| Your honesty is killing me
|
| What you say I just can’t get out
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| Could’ve kept it inside of your mouth, I
|
| Wish I didn’t give a shit about it
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| But your words stick to me like ink
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| Mm, mm, mm
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| Mm, mm, mm
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| Now your words stick to me like ink
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| Now your words stick to me like ink
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| I can’t help but to overthink that
|
| Am I just a casualty?
|
| Your honesty is killing me
|
| What you say I just can’t get out
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| Could’ve kept it inside of your mouth, I
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| Wish I didn’t give a shit about it
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| But your words stick to me like ink
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| But your words stick to me like ink |