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Did i let you down?
Did i let you down?
Because i want you to be
Open pages to me

Did i let you down?
Did i let you down?
Because i want you to be
Open pages for me

And i count the rings around your heart
Wearing halos with those thoughts again
And i count the marks against your skin
where you stop and i begin again

Did i let you down?
Did i let you down?
Because i want you to be
Open pages for me

And I'm feeling useless with my thoughts
Makes me feel so far from home again
And i count the ways we played the game
All those kings and queens we rage against

And if you want we can come the same way you go
upon every hill, turning every stone
Like the cars that drive and rage against the street
And the sun and moon are touching,
when you come to me

Did i let you down?
Did i let you down?
Because i want you to be
Open pages for me

Did i speak too soon?
Did i kill the mood?
Because i want you to see
What you're doing to me.

these lyrics are submitted by OarSmaN
Did i let you down?  Did i let you down?  Because i want you to be  Open pages to me    Did i let you down?  Did i let you down?  Because i want you to be  Open pages for me    And i count the rings around your heart  Wearing halos with those thoughts again  And i count the marks against your skin  where you stop and i begin again    Did i let you down?  Did i let you down?  Because i want you to be  Open pages for me    And I'm feeling useless with my thoughts  Makes me feel so far from home again  And i count the ways we played the game  All those kings and queens we rage against    And if you want we can come the same way you go  upon every hill, turning every stone  Like the cars that drive and rage against the street  And the sun and moon are touching,  when you come to me    Did i let you down?  Did i let you down?  Because i want you to be  Open pages for me    Did i speak too soon?  Did i kill the mood?  Because i want you to see  What you're doing to me.    these lyrics are submitted by OarSmaN