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Save You

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Listen up and listen close
Okay, so maybe I wasn't clear enough
With the words that I chose
Now I'm asking you, I'm begging you
Just so everyone knows
Or daring you to say something original

Give it up and, oh, I know words are failing you
But sweetie, sometimes that's just how it goes
Matching words and matching phrases
Count the days because
The battle might be done
But the war is well on its way
The war is well on its way
Oh, I know you feel it too

Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave
It's just a theory, or so I'm told
There will be nobody left here to save you
Well, ask me how I'm so matter-of-fact
Well, the fact of the matter is
It's just a matter of tact
There will be nobody left here to save you

Taste the poison on your lips
All right, now fill it up, drink it down
Know it's sealed with a kiss
Oh, I know just what you're thinking
And you know it wasn't me
Oh, I know just what I'm thinking
And maybe you'll finally see

It's the poison we forget
It's behind you to remind you
How little you will be missed
Saving face in situations very similar to this
Now find out how quickly your words will be dismissed
Oh, you are dismissed
Oh, I know you feel it too

Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave
It's just a theory, or so I'm told
There will be nobody left here to save you
Well, ask me how I'm so matter-of-fact
Well, the fact of the matter is
It's just a matter of tact
There will be nobody left here to save you

Hey, you'd never know it
But the end will leave you breathless and broken
Don't you change
No, don't you make it seem like you could care now
I don't believe a word you say

Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave
It's just a theory, or so I'm told
There will be nobody left here to save you

Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave
It's just a theory, or so I'm told
There will be nobody left here to save you
Well, ask me how I'm so matter-of-fact
Well, the fact of the matter is
It's just a matter of tact
There will be nobody left here to save you
There will be nobody left here to save you

	