Is there anyway I can fix it
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Take out my tools maybe smash with it
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Let me destroy the parts that annoy
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Swallow the words I'm saving
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Fumble the chords I'm playing
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Better just break it apart
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Then where should they go
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But you know I'm just following suit
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It's something I aim not to do
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Can't mock up a model me and you
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Is someone out there
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I can trust
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With the words that never seem to fit
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No sense looking backwards
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Shattered every mirror in my eye
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Scattering the scrapbook
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Blueprints on the floor
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Always thought things would snap into place
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With a little more ease and grace
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Still a ship sealed in a bottle
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Never reaches the sea
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And I stash all of the reasons
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Dash them against the wall
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And I smash your heart into tiny little pieces
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And every time this happens
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Smash
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Calexico |