| This is tearing me up inside
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| Just knowing how you feel
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| When will you realize?
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| And when will you notice that I’ve died?
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| Space is just a subtle word for «I hate you.» |
| (I hate you!)
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| We could have been so right
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| We should have been so wonderful
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| (How could you possibly want more space?)
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| And I guess our love grows old
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| And I made you uncomfortable
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| (Yeah!)
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| This time, I’ve been pouring out my eyes
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| When will you understand?
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| And when will you bring me back to life?
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| Space is just a subtle word for «I hate you.» |
| (I hate you!)
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| We could have been so right
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| We should have been so wonderful
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| (How could you possibly want more space?)
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| And I guess our love grows old
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| And I make you uncomfortable
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| (Yeah!)
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| We could have been so right
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| We should have been so wonderful
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| (How could you possibly want more space?)
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| And I guess our love grows old
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| And I made you uncomfortable
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| (Yeah…Yeah…)
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| We could have been so right
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| We should have been so wonderful
|
| (How could you possibly want more space?)
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| And I guess our love grows old
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| And I made you uncomfortable
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| Woah…
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| (How could you possibly want more space?)
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| We should have been so right
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| We could have been so wonderful
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| (Is this enough space?) |