Tonight I'd rather be in love
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rather it was you flowing through my blood
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scraping through my veins, my everything
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and you cling to every thread
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that clings to me
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I live in notes and photographs
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and everything I'm holding back
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but you're the words that weren't enough
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you remind me of a song I used to love
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I couldn't call you if I wanted
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my fingers couldn't work if they tried
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they're so sore from keeping crossed
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and tracing over cuts on my worthless arms
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if I said "I hated the feeling" it would be a lie
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I live in notes and photographs
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and everything I'm holding back
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but you're the words that weren't enough
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you remind me of a song I used to love
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I live in notes and photographs
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and everything I'm holding back
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but you're the words that weren't enough
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you remind me of a song I used to love
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you remind me of a song I used to love
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Your Song
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| JamisonParker |
