The buttons on my phone are worn thin
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I don't think that I knew the chaos I was getting in.
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But I've broken all my promises to you
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I've broken all my promises to you.
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Why do you do this to me?
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Why do you do this so easily?
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You make it hard to smile because
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You make it hard to breathe
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Why do you do this to me?
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A phrasing that's a single tear,
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Is harder than I ever feared
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And you were left feeling so alone.
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Because these days aren't easy
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Like they have been once before
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These days aren't easy anymore.
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Why do you do this to me?
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Why do you do this so easily?
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You make it hard to smile because
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You make it hard to breathe
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Why do you do this to me?
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To me, to me, to me.
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I should have known this wasn't real
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And fought it off and fought to feel
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What matters most? Everything
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That you feel while listening to every word that I sing.
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I promise you I will bring you home
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I will bring you home.
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Why do you do this to me?
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Why do you do this so easily?
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You make it hard to smile because
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You make it hard to breathe
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Why do you do this to me?
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Why do you do this to me?
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Why do you do this so easily?
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You make it hard to smile because
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You make it hard to breathe
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Why do you do this to me?
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To me, to me, to me.
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Why
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