He regrets having
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no regrets and his
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long nights on the outside
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(let it) letting it slide side
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one more time
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He can't stand it when you talk to him in that voice that sounds like your mother he's watching your mouth move he turns words into white noise and locks you out
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What do you want, what do you want to know
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make a decision, never feels like the right time to go
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(what do you want, what do you want to know)
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think he's a liar
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so save your sorrow
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He wants to
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want nothing
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nothing to do with a woman
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you fall in love with his lies and eyes
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and you think that he listens
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While you ask how you are losing your mind over what ever truth you find to be alive as he fades out of the room into his mind
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What do you want, what do you want to know
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make a decision, never feels like the right time to go
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(what do you want, what do you want to know)
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think he's a liar
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so save your sorrow
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Pick up the pieces of these words shattered across the floor
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With careful hands you know these words are sharp, and you could read the blood
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(repeat x4)
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what do you want, what do you want to know
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you could read the blood
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(you could read the blood, continued)
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Spells out his (pause) game about a man who he is and where he's been you watch his eyes ten-thousand times but you don't see...maybe you're wrong
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Lies and Eyes
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| Minus The Bear |
