Thought I could live my life without her
Thought I just
You've got eyes all full of nothing
And tragedies on your
Take these nights bereft of comfort
Take these thoughts that leave
You held a gun to your head
You held the gun
All is quiet on New Year's day
A world in white
She only lies to good friends
The shame of doubt lies
The door is open so step inside
The sky reaches higher
You know I have this feeling you're not like the
This place was not made for me
I can't take this
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