Well do you want to talk about it?
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Do you think you'd understand,
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How things can get so fucked up
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with such good, such good intentions
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And if, if roofs turn to sky, held by the gravity of nothing
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An ironic and literal making of a bed.
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You can walk away, but there is a reason to stay.
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They make bad bad jokes, it's okay not to laugh.
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And for every push foward, you get the same fucking push back.
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You had, you had nowhere to go
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so you, so you found some place.
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You had, you had nothing to say, you start lying.
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What the fuck were you thinking?
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I'm not sorry... I'd do it all again.
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All the lines between hate, love, and revenge
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It's just dead, it's dead, it's dead
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Just dead feelings.
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Unsubstantiated Rumors Are Good Enough For Me (To Base My Life Upon)
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| Against Me! |
