We've come to feel so cold
I can't stand waiting
Here in your hand I fold
To keep from breaking
Down turned and wearing thin
I put myself in
Your shoes have left you broken,
blistered, bleeding, and bruised
(I thought you loved me)
Tonight
I'd give you my life
Just to die
At your side
I would give you my life
Just to keep receiving that lost feeling
Salting open wounds
With words you can't help but
Here is my last goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
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