| I’m the disease and the medicine
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| ‘Cause I always come and go
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| Each time I leave as a skeleton
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| He hates to love me down to the bone
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| He admits it’s been too long
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| Holds up another beer instead
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| Asked me how my mother’s been
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| Said «I haven’t seen her yet»
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| And as I raise my glass
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| Knowing it could be the last
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| Night we’ll ever have
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| When the train finally pulls me back
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| I let go but you let landslides fall on my window
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| As dust fell we fled, left our raincoats warm at the door
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| Say we were young, we were just kids
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| Look at all the mess we made
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| When someone asks me if I’m his
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| He feels the need to look away
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| And as we’re walking back
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| Rain dripping caramel
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| I still taste the past
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| Doesn’t falter but I know him well
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| I let go but you let landslides fall on my window
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| As dust fell we fled, left our raincoats warm at the door
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| It’s electric
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| He knows I’m soft to the touch
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| And he thinks about it
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| Talking not saying too much
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| I try hard to fight it
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| Old bridges we have burned
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| I know you hate to love whenever I return
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| Gone cold for you
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| Though I can’t forget it
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| But if I keep remembering
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| I’ll know I’ll regret it
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| We’re both alive and crazy
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| Knowing it is heaven
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| With just a little more
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| I let go but you let landslides
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| I let go but you let landslides
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| Fall on my window
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| As dust fell we fled, left our raincoats warm at the door
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| I let go but you let landslides fall on my window
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| As dust fell we fled, left our raincoats warm at the door |