It's just like you to contest
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you wear it like a label on your breast
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don't you see what this takes of me?
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A certain callousness complies
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with your charm & in your pride
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a hopeful look draped in despise.
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I want to give you
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whatever you need.
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What is it you need?
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Is it what I need?
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I want to give you
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whatever you need.
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What is it you need?
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Is it within me?
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It's hard to explain how I am getting by
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on so little from you.
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It's hard to believe that I would let myself
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get so wrapped in you.
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There's got to be something that would
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be worthwhile for me to give to you.
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We need a connection but you
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seem to push me far away from you.
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The harder I push the further I fall.
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Well you don't mind me being headstrong.
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But you don't want to sing along.
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Maybe it's trite but I can always be wrong
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Try not to be wrong.
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Ender Will Save Us All
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| Dashboard Confessional |
