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How can I decide what’s right,
when you’re clouding up my mind?
I can’t win your losing fight
all the time.
Not gonna ever own what’s mine,
when you’re always taking sides.
But you won’t take away my pride.
No, not this time.
Not this time.
How did we get here,
when I used to know you so well?
But, how did we get here?
Well, I think I know how.
The truth is hiding in your eyes,
and it’s hanging on your tongue.
Just boiling in my blood.
But you think that I can’t see
what kind of man that you are;
if you’re a man at all.
Well, I will figure this one out
on my own.
I’m screaming, I love you so.
On my own.
My thoughts you can’t decode.
How did we get here,
when I used to know you so well?
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know how.
Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
of ourselves.
Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
of ourselves.
How did we get here,
when I used to know you so well?
Well, How did we get here
when I used to know you so well.
I think I know...
I think I know...
There is something I see in you.
It might kill me.
I want it to be true.
when you’re clouding up my mind?
I can’t win your losing fight
all the time.
Not gonna ever own what’s mine,
when you’re always taking sides.
But you won’t take away my pride.
No, not this time.
Not this time.
How did we get here,
when I used to know you so well?
But, how did we get here?
Well, I think I know how.
The truth is hiding in your eyes,
and it’s hanging on your tongue.
Just boiling in my blood.
But you think that I can’t see
what kind of man that you are;
if you’re a man at all.
Well, I will figure this one out
on my own.
I’m screaming, I love you so.
On my own.
My thoughts you can’t decode.
How did we get here,
when I used to know you so well?
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know how.
Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
of ourselves.
Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
of ourselves.
How did we get here,
when I used to know you so well?
Well, How did we get here
when I used to know you so well.
I think I know...
I think I know...
There is something I see in you.
It might kill me.
I want it to be true.
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