what is it about people?
they pull you in so far,
then when they get to know you
they just pull you apart.

maybe next time
i won't give up.
maybe next time
there won't be one.

what is it about people?
they try to see through your eyes,
but nothing ever looks different.
not when you're too damn blind.

maybe next time
i won't fuck up.
maybe next time
there won't be one.

well, i think it's strange to
dig up someone's trust,
hide inside the floorboards
where it rots and collects dust.

what is it about people?
they put themselves on display.
they're all the same, they're all the same,
they're all the same.
oh, that's why i'm so full of hate.

maybe next time
she won't shelve me.
maybe next time
i'll be too weak.
maybe next time
i won't fuck up.
maybe next time
there won't be one.

well, i think it's strange to
dig up someone's trust,
hide inside the floorboards
where you rot and collect dust.

and i think it's wrong to
make believe you're happy.
you hide inside your floorboards
where you rot and collect dust.


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