I hate the lies and I hate all the sorrow and grief
Everytime I make up another excuse for us it breaks me deeper inside
I know I can never tell the whole truth
I know there will always be another lie
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I don't know what to say,
the words just won't come
I don't know what to do,
I just can't seem to make up my mind
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I feel like our memories are slipping away
I'm trying to hold on before they start to fade
I don't wanna let go of all the good in the past
I just can't believe that everything turned bad so fast
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I'm sorry,
I don't say it and really mean it too much
I don't think and really care quite enough
I do these things, they don't seem wrong
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It's okay, just do it...
Just another hole in the wall
Just another set of bloody knuckles
Just another question leading to an angry sigh
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What is wrong with me
What is wrong with you
Why are you acting this way
Why am I feeling like this
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I wake up feeling drained and restless
I lay there feeling angry yet hopeful
I wonder to myself if I enjoy it or not
I ask myself if it's worth it or not
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I start out asking myself
Why I let you do this to me,
and I always end up answering
'Because one day I think it will be worth it'
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Feels like I'm always watching through the window,
not from the outside in but from the inside out
I stand inside and I hate to be here, I want to be free
tired of feeling so trapped
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You keep asking more questions knowing deep down
The answers will only break your heart more
You're unable to pull yourself away from the thought
Of my unfixable actions
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