I've made a closet of my head
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And I can't separate
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The dirty piles of things you said
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The sweetness and the hate
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And I know it's time to find the floor
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So, I'll clean up a little more
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But til then, I promise you, I'll be good
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I promise you, I thought I never would
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Promise you time would take the pain away
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Til then, I'm growing
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I'll still be growing, growing out of you
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If I tape your picture on the wall
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Write the callous words you said
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If I play that Carly song
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Over in my head
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Could that tie a string around what's left
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To remind me to forget?
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Til then, I promise you, I'll be good
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And I promise you, I thought I never would
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Promise you time would take the pain away
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Til then, I'm growing
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And I'll still be growing, growing out of you
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I'm tired of listening to my heart
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I'm tired of the truth
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We don't fit like we used to
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I promise you, I'll be good
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I promise you, I thought I never would
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Promise you time would take the pain away
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But til then, I'm growing
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And I'll still be growing, growing out of you
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Growing Out Of You
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| Aslyn |
