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The eyes take notes and the body collects
You're the ghost, you're a comet of the opposite sex
You're a white star, fast car, fucking user-friendly God
I was where you belong
You're a don't know what you got til it's gone
We take the one we think we deserve
Slowly try to make it all work
Hurting you the way I was hurt
And every time we waste it falls apart
I'm busy outlining the shape of your heart
To try to make this work of art
Shame shame like a warm bath
blame
As I try to untie the rope or loosen the strain
breathe deeper, heart keeper
What have we done
I was where you belong
You're a don't know what you got til it's gone
We take the one we think we deserve
Slowly try to make it all work
Hurting you the way I was hurt
And every time we waste it falls apart
I'm busy outlining the shape of your heart
To try to make this work of art
How will I know
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