All the good boys get slowly broken
With hearts left unspoken
A shell of a man
And I’m left to pick up the pieces
Of someone else’s messes
The best I can

And it’s the same old story “she adored me, oh how could I have known?”
“Well that sinking feeling doesn’t mean you have to swim alone…why don’t you take me home?”

We’d be up late the night getting older
And he’s still on my shoulder
But I don’t mind
Could you blame me for soothing and consoling
Him ‘til early morning
I’m just the loving kind

And it’s the same old story “she adored me, oh how could I have known?”
“Well that sinking feeling doesn’t mean you have to swim alone…why don’t you take me home?”

Well if I saw her on the street I’d say thanks for tossing a good man my way
Honey your loss is my gain
But it was a silly move to make, ‘cause bleeding hearts of the freshly unchained can only be temporary

And it’s the same old story he adored me until his ache was gone
Now that sinking feeling tells me I’ve been drowning all along…


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