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I wanna hold you
But I can't touch you
For fear I'd break you
So instead I hate you
I fucking hate you
Like a child hates his mother's china
I'd take a nine millimeter to the face
Just to get you out my head
But i know they'll be bumping you in hell
The moment I'm dead
As I try to collect the pieces
So I can finally rest in peace
I keep slipping on my fingers
How the ghost of you it lingers
Everywhere I look
I see you looking back
When I close my eyes at night
I see you in the past
I'm still wrong
Now the best of us
I'm trying to forget
The worst of us
I can't seem to close the door on us
So I leave the light on
Light on
Light on
Light on
Light on
Light on
Light on
Light on
Light on
Hiding my chest from you