It seems this seasons fashion is to wrap our hearts in plastic,
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so when they break from words we say,
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we'll place them in a casket,
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and what kind of relationship is this if we're both hating it,
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what happened to the times when you and I connected at the lips.
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And if you see me on my knees again,
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can you please repeat the part about us being friends.
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You were the best part of my day,
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I cant place my finger on what went wrong what changed,
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and now at best I spend my days trying to find ways,
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to come home late.
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We're like a car crash with the radio still playing,
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your signals mixed but I can still hear what you're saying,
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We look so good through broken glass,
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reflections never seemed to last,
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the letters that would bring me back to you,
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this time we're through.
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And I'll show society,
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exactly what you mean to me,
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why do I stay when all you do is leave,
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don't leave.
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We're like a car crash with the radio still playing,
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your signals mixed but I can still hear what you're saying,
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We look so good through broken glass,
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reflections never seemed to last,
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the letters that would bring me back to you,
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this time we're through.
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If walls could talk,
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they were both at fault tonight,
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but who is really wrong,
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and who is really right tonight,
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I'm not leaving,
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please believe me.
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We're like a car crash with the radio still playing,
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your signals mixed but I can still hear what you're saying,
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We look so good through broken glass,
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reflections never seemed to last,
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the letters that would bring me back to you,
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this time we're through.
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This time we're through,
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we never...
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We're like a car crash with the radio still playing,
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your signals mixed but I can still hear what you're saying
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If Walls Could Talk
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Dropout Year |