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What have you done to trigger this mess?
Seem just like something that you're too proud to confess
I can't believe all those stars in your eyes,
You better tell me something better this time
But lie, after lie

You act like a detonator
I wanna fall back into your arms of stone
You captivate me,
You make me sad

Can we really stand this fight?
Up and, too close this time
Hard, oh hard, too hard I try
Acting like I'm always fine

Right up your sleeve,
It always seems
Like the good meets the bad,
And the bad defeats sad

I wanna sit beneath the sand
Right on your coffin
And I will write some half-assed poem
Bout my life and how sad it is
WIthout you anymore

I'll be like you
And you'll be too
And we'll be two,
Just like we do