| they cut you open to get at your heart
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| sounds like a metaphor for something but it’s not
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| like a bad memory lodged in your mind
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| with your eyes taped shut, a metaphor for blind
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| when you were coming out roads were closing up
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| fugitive kindness and love like raindrops
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| it was so much more than the physical
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| na na na na na na na na na na na
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| don’t break down ‘til you get to the parking lot
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| keep it together until you’re in your car
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| betrayed by the promise of a child
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| that took away half your smile
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| this is not where you thought you’d ever be
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| when you finally made the move to leave
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| so many questions still remain
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| so many metaphors for pain
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| they cut you open to get at your heart
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| sounds like a metaphor for something but it’s not
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| like a bad memory lodged in your mind
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| with your eyes taped shut a metaphor for blind
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| when you were coming out roads were closing up
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| figitive kindness and love just like raindrops
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| it was so much more than the physical
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| na na na na na na na na na na na na
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| don’t break down ‘til you get to the parking lot
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| keep it together ‘til you’re safe in your car
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| betrayed by the promise of a child
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| that took away half your smile
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| this is not where you thought you’d ever be
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| when you finally made the move to leave
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| so many questions still remain
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| so many metaphors for pain
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| i can’t cry
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| when i’m singing
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| open my eyes
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| made something blah blah
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| petrified
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| of the touch you want so much
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| do you believe in destiny
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| honey i know i’m not easy to please
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| can you explain this urge to run
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| honey i know i’m not easy to love
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| oh i gotta reach just a little bit higher
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| or maybe somebody can set me on fire
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| with paper and branches and fuel and matches or a lighter
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| do you believe in destiny
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| honey i know i’m not easy to please
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| can you explain my urge to run
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| honey i know i’m not easy to love |