I’ve been walking in the same way as I did. I look around but you're nowhere and I don't know if I can pick up because when I wake up, you're still gone. Please don't let me go. Come roll the dice for me. If you're faced with a choice, will you tell me once again how we're gonna be just friends?
I love you more than I should. They're telling the puppet that I need to be put down. Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do. You graze me with your cold shoulder. Breaking down and coming undone, it's a roller coaster kind of rush. So come on skinny love just last the year.
Come into bed with me, I know you want to.
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