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oh, they told me nothing new
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ticket stubs and your diaries
i read them all one day
when loneliness came and you were away
oh, they told me nothing new
but i love to read the words you use
who knows where our limits lie?
we won’t discover ‘til we push it
i should just walk away, walk away
but it grips me, it grips me
i looked up to you
oh, i trusted you
i put faith in you, guess that's what you do
now i'll stare you out as you pass me on the way down
when i should just walk away, away
oh, it grips me
'cause the devil’s got my arms
and it pulls me back into the night
we got drunk on this unholy wine
to deliver us from our old minds
the promise of a better time
'til we’re feeling barely human
and you might have to excuse me
ive lost control of all my words
so get drunk, call me a fool
put me in my place, put me in my place
i would rather forget and wash my memory clean
oh, i would rather forget and wash my memory clean
i should just walk away, walk away
but it grips me, it grips me
be the one, be the one, be the one to call me baby
even though you're the one who would always tear me down
tell me how it feels to be on the outside
with your hands on the glass
'cause we know it's the easiest thing in the world
to be that cynical
we don’t know what’s good for us
'cause if we did, we might not do it
i wanna raise your spirits
i want to see you smile but
know that means i'll have to leave
we ran our course, we pretended we're okay
now if we jump together, at least we can swim
far away from the wreck we made
let the days be dark
let me hate my work
'cause you cut through all the noise
these are the things, the things we lost
the things we lost in the fire, fire, fire
i was the match and you were the rock
maybe we started this fire?
we sat apart and watched
all we had burned on the pyre