this ain't a fairytale
It's clear to me the lies you use, the ones that killed me ain't hurting you
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Pick it up, pick it all up and start again. You've got a second chance, you could go home and escape it all. You could still be what you want to, what you said you where when I met you.
It's clear to me the lies you use, the ones that killed me ain't hurting you