Looking out my bedroom window;
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finding hope and constant lies.
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Tried my hardest to just cut these strings.
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These strings that hold me back.
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I don't know just what he tells you
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but to me, it sounds like a lie.
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Following letters, following letters in lipstick.
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It seems to me you're running out, running out.
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Sitting, waiting for your phone call.
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What's the point, when you're not here?
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I don't know why you make me feel this way.
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But still I'm falling faster.
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I don't know just what he tells you
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but to me, it sounds like a lie.
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Following letters, following letters in lipstick.
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It seems to me you're running out, running out of time.
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I've heard a voice, a constant interest
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telling me to run & get you.
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I feel no need,
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you need to fall this time.
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You need to fall this --
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I don't know just what he tells you
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but to me, it sounds like a lie.
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Following letters, following letters in lipstick.
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It seems to me you're running out, running out of time.
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Keeping the letters written in lipstick
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Can't believe everything has happened to me at the same time.
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I'm running out, running out of time.
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Letters In Lipstick
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| A Heartwell Ending |
