It was my persistence, wasn't it
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A lack of trust you won't admit
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I'll never settle now or before
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I wrote a thousand songs because of it
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Curse my choices, bite my lip
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A hundred ripped up notes
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I'm living with your ghost
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This is a cold hard punch in the chest
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This is the worst, the worst that it gets
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Feels like a cheap shot right to your jaw
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A perfect time for you to take what you came here for
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I can't connect the dots
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Won't connect them to you anymore
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It was my lack of charm wasn't it
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Or the guilt I wrap around my neck
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I'm running out of ways to move on
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It's my heart that burns of wickedness
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I stole your youth and ran with it
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I'm hearing on repeat, the sounds of your beat
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A cold hard punch in the chest
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This is the worst, the worst that it gets
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Feels like a cheap shot right to your jaw
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A perfect time for you to take what you came here for
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I can't connect the dots
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Won't connect them to you anymore
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And this song would've worked
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If I just would admit
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All the life cuts to clean up
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When the trust is broken
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We go far enough
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You're too right for us
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You can't be, can't be over it
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A cold hard punch in the chest
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This is the worst, the worst that it gets
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Feels like a cheap shot right to your jaw
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A perfect time for you to take what you came here for
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It was my persistence, wasn't it
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A lack of trust you won't admit
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I'll never settle now or before
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It's my heart that burns of wickedness
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I stole your youth and ran with it
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It's time for you to take what you came here for
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I can't connect the dots
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Won't connect them to you-
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I can't connect the dots
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Won't connect them to you anymore
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Connect The Dots
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A New Found Glory |