I wish I could put you into words, so it would all make sense.
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I'd write you a thousand times, your faces in pages.
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Run your answers the best way you can,
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It's that you never thought that you'd be coming in last.
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(This is the wrong time, the wrong place)
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I was waiting for pages to read from
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(You're always the same way
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The fresh starts with stained hands wear you out)
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The weekend towns, the picture frames,
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It's my favorite shirt, I'm so glad you came.
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And I think you're wrong, it's not just vacation,
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It's more than boys and girls and late nights.
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(The lines fading. Why can't you see?
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If you're everything, there's nothing left of me)
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Run your answers the best way you can,
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It's that you never thought that you'd be coming in last.
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(This is the wrong time, the wrong place)
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You said that you could and that's all that you wanted
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To bring to the show and the leave without reasons
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(I was waiting for pages to read from)
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Who cares if it's right, it's been more than engaging
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These long walks and talks but these faces you're making now
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(But you never decided to show your face)
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now you just said enough
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Don't bother now
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You said that you could and that's all that you wanted
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To bring to the show and then leave without reasons
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Who cares if it's right, it's been more than engaging
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These long walks and talks but these faces you're making
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You said that you could and that's all that you wanted
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To bring to the show and then leave without reasons
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Who cares if it's right, it's been more than engaging
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These long walks and talks but these faces you're making now
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These faces you're making now
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It Always Depends
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| Emery |
