We throw tantrums like parties
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We're not happy till everyone knows we're sick
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And that's just how we like it
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We've hurt bad enough, right, we've earned it
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Don't tell the others but it's all getting old
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I mean how many more times must our stories be told?
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And being lonely's only fun in a group
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It sort of loses it's charm when it's true
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I meant it when I said I wanna get well, I wanna get well
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Are the rest of you so content, stay where you are but it hurts like hell
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And I'm sure it's fun at first, test your pulse and check your vitals
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If it's only a game you lost me, I quit it with the suicidal recital
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So now you know all my secrets
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I want out, I know I don't need this
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Can you find me friends that don't rank me on what I've been through
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The more battle scars the more attention it gets you
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Yeah we should've known it would end this way
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What did you expect, pretend it all away
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And all we've got left is a sorry pile of hearts
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I'm getting out, gonna write myself a new start
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Come on dry your eyes, meet me on the other side
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Run as fast as you can and we'll make it out alive
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We know better now, we don't have to live like this
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Go tell them all we don't have to live like this
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Get Well
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