Bury me standing under your window with the cinder block in hand
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Yeah cause no one will ever feel like this again
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And if I could move I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you
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I must have dragged my guts a block... they were gone by the time we {talked}...
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[Chorus: x2]
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Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
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{But} you know that I could crush you with my voice
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Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
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Hide the details I don't want to know a thing
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I hate the way you say my name like it's something secret
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My pen is the barrel of the gun.
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Remind me which side you should be on
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[Chorus x2]
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Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
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Hide the details I don't want to know a thing
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I wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel <i>[x2]
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(Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my) <i>[x2]</i>
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(1..2..3..4..)
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[Chorus x2]
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The Pros And Cons Of Breathing
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| Fall Out Boy |
