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Silhouettes on the ceiling.
I've been much better but at least I'm healing.
You know I haven't slept since you left,
But for me that's progress.
For me that's progress.
I've been fraying at the fabric.
Strung out and biting on the back of my bottom lip.
I'll tell you everything is copacetic.
I built my guard up to the clouds.
Because of you,
I've been reduced from high rise windows
to stepping stones.
There's gotta be something more for me.
More than framework and furniture.
Free fall into foreign waters.
You tore me down.
You tore me down.
(You tore me down)
How many times
Must we walk this line?
(You can look but you can't touch)
How many times
Can I say I'm fine?
(I'm fine, I'm fine)
I built my guard up to the clouds
(Then you tore it down)
Because of you,
I've been reduced from high rise windows
to stepping stones.
There's gotta be something more for me.
More than framework and furniture.
Free fall into foreign waters.
You tore me down.
You tore me down.
(I'll tell you everything is copacetic)
You tore me down.
(I'll tell you everything is copacetic)
You tore me down.
(I'll tell you everything is copacetic)
You tore me down.
(I'll tell you everything is copacetic)
You tore me down.
(I built my guard up to the clouds
I'll tell you everything is copacetic
I've been much better but at least I'm healing) x4