I'm not myself,
I don't feel like you.
I'll carry these swells,
if that's what you choose.
I won't walk lightly,
I won't put up a fight.
I don't throw stones,
inside glass homes.
Cause I know it hurts like hell,
to grow and find yourself,
but don't leave your love alone,
it's reckless.
We'ere getting old,
or so they say,
but truth be told,
I feel unphased.
I know you're scared,
know I am too,
I lose control,
when I don't have you.
And I know it hurts like hell,
to grow and find yourself,
but don't leave your love alone,
it's reckless.
I'm angry, I'm upset,
I'm lost and I'm depressed.
The only thing that's left are photographs.
I'm sitting in this tomb,
the only thing that I can do,
is pull myself together and forget about you.
Cause I know it hurts like hell,
to grow and find yourself,
but don't leave your love alone,
it's reckless.
Cause I know it hurts like hell,
to grow and find yourself,
but don't leave your love alone,
it's reckless.
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