Judging by your character, I see your heart has been scarred. Scars that never heal. I can see them in your hands inside. And it's all a world away and I don't feel right. And it's all the time of day but your clock is broken. Backside, frontside on your porch. Wouldn't it be great to be able to tell how you're feeling now? It's all right, butt out and you will but you won't and you're tired of sleeping alone. And we all can't afford. Now I know it's night, you're tired of being in the way. You get out of bed every morning, just go. And it gets you down, over on your head this time, loss for words and I know it's just yourself in bed and I wait.
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