| Burned out fire
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| I’m so tired
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| Fightin' back the ugly truth
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| We know that we’ve both changed
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| It’s not the same
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| As it was before when it was new
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| We’ve been watering dead flowers for too long
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| For some reason, we’re stringin' it along
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| Keep pretending that everything’s not wrong
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| We both know it ain’t workin' now
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| But it’s easier in than out
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| We’ll just keep on sinkin'
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| We can’t be saved
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| So why can’t we just end this?
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| Why can’t we give up and call it quits?
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| Long days, hard nights
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| It don’t feel right
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| Acting like we still work
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| We’ve been watering dead flowers for too long
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| For some reason, we’re stringin' it along
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| Keep pretending that everything’s not wrong
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| We both know it ain’t workin' now
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| But it’s easier in than out
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| We’ll just keep on sinkin'
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| We can’t be saved
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| So why can’t we just end this?
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| Why can’t we give up and call it quits?
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| It’s so hard to walk away
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| Baby, we don’t need to stay
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| When everything’s so messed up
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| There’s nothing that can fix us
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| We’ve been fighting all this time
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| Neither one of us knows why
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| Oh, why can’t we just end this?
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| Why can’t we give up?
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| That’s pretty sick
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| Sick
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| Ain’t that pretty sick?
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| We’ll just keep on sinkin'
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| We can’t be saved
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| Oh, why can’t we just end this?
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| Why can’t we give up and call it quits?
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| Ain’t that pretty sick? |