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All I seem to do is run
Though all I want is to have someone
And even you say I need help
But there's too much to do
And I thought you'd be the one to break
The cycle, I guess that was my mistake
I'm sorry, I barely know myself
So how can I know you?
Hell is just a car waiting there at a stoplight
Cursing at a man with his head screwed on too tight
Maybe there is more, maybe there is much more than this
Everything we do, we eventually complain
I wonder if it's true, if I'll ever start to say that
I have had enough, so is that how love always ends?
I get tired so easily
Over your shoulder is what I see
And while I want to stay right here
I fear I will get bored
Hell's a subtle pain in the corner of your head from
Trying to explain what you'd rather do instead but
Maybe there is more, maybe there is much more than this
Everything we do, we eventually complain
I guess it's really true, if I ever start to say that
I have had enough, so is that how love always ends?
I used to see redemption out on the horizon with you
But now it's faded to blue
And it's a notion maybe
How can I just squint 'til I'm through?
That's too much for me to do
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