Go get your wounded heart
Seeing spiders, I'm told they never lie.
Go get your brother love
Go get your losing head
Seeing fire, I'm told it never burns.
I want it all, I pull you back. I want it all.
Cry baby, cry baby, cry. Soaking down your face.
Cry baby, cry baby, and you can't understand how I could just kill a man.
No to your letters love
No to unsturdy hands
Sleeping eyes, I'm told they never lie.
No to your key of rust
No to your raging words
Sleeping tires, I'm told they never drive.
If I wanted to stay, you won't stand in my way
But I'm choosing to leave with your heart on my sleeve
It feels too good without you
But I'm choosing to leave with your heart on my sleeve
It feels too good without you
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