| She was her and I was him
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| She was torn, my deeds were thin
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| So I swore through thick and thin
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| That she would never feel pain
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| And as they merged, they found their way
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| A love that slumbered in domestic comfort when under the rain
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| He showed her colors she loved, but adjusted them under the shade
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| To all it all had seemed right
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| When she was happy
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| When she was happy
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| When she was happy
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| So was I
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| When she was happy
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| I wasn’t happy
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| I was unhappy
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| Cause I’d lied
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| So, I don’t trust anyone
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| Cause I don’t trust myself
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| And I don’t try myself
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| To do it right
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| Since I don’t trust anyone
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| Then they can’t let me down
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| If they can’t let me down
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| I’ll never cry
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| She was her and I was him
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| I was torn, she’d smile and grin
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| I was broken, so the sky would spin
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| And for once, it seemed right
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| But she was caught between a fence
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| She needed colors that she’d only see if she was to blend
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| And so I buzzed her with domestic comforts and made her pretend
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| That love was one in the same
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| Till she was happy
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| When she was happy
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| When she was happy
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| So was I
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| Now she’s unhappy
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| I was still happy
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| Oh but it can’t be
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| Cause I tried
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| So, I don’t trust anyone
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| Cause I don’t trust myself
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| And I don’t try myself
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| To do it right. |
| y
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| Since I don’t trust anyone
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| Then they can’t let me down
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| If they can’t let me down
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| I’ll never cry
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| I gotta question
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| How many mirrors am I gonna shatter till I peer at patterns in my self
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| reflection?
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| Stay steering past the intersections, take the clearest paths to get affection
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| The way these years have all been progressing, have made me fear that my
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| indiscretions
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| Have painted me into this bitter vestige
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| But I’m here in my messiness, like god is to cleanliness
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| Yes, and trust earned is the power to destroy —
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| And I’m hearing the call of the void while I’m nearing the precipice
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| I don’t wanna lie no more
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| And I don’t wanna give you up
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| So I gotta open my vaults
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| The horror of exposing my faults
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| And I don’t want die alone
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| But I don’t wanna fall in love
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| Cause I don’t want to fuck this all up
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| When all of my destruction’s caught up
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| I don’t wanna choose
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| I don’t wanna lose
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| I don’t wanna make the call
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| Cause what if I’m wrong again?
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| Cause ain’t that how it always ends?
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| Oh, it’s been so long since I’ve been right
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| That I can’t even bother to try
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| Cause I don’t trust anyone
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| Cause I don’t trust anyone
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| Cause I don’t trust anyone
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| Cause I don’t trust anyone |