paroles de chanson
You
used
to
talk
about
How
you
wanted
to
believe
Sometimes
you
let
it
out
Sometimes
you
kept
it
all
from
me
I
never
meant
to
get
in
the
way
Every
time
I
breathe
I
tow
a
fine
line
What's
become
of
me?
A
sorry
forced
rhyme
I
always
wanted
to
show
you
how
I
only
troubled
you
with
my
doubt
I
don't
stand
to
face
the
sun
The
leaves
are
in
the
gutter
And
the
clouds
are
rolling
in
I
won't
lean
on
anyone
I
never
learned
to
fake
it
So
I
never
could
fool
you
With
the
honest
truth
Every
time
I
breathe
I
tow
a
fine
line
What's
become
of
me?
A
sorry
forced
rhyme
I
always
wanted
to
show
you
how
I
only
troubled
you
with
my
doubt
All
the
tragedy
that
could
have
been
worse
Walking
in
my
sleep
until
my
feet
hurt
I
always
wanted
to
show
you
how
I
only
troubled
you
with
my
doubt
I
guess
the
means
is
always
hard
when
The
end
is
something
that
you'll
never
get
This
book
could
end
a
little
different
But
it'll
end
with
me
Every
time
I
breathe
I
tow
a
fine
line
What's
become
of
me?
A
sorry
forced
rhyme
I
always
wanted
to
show
you
how
I
only
troubled
you
with
my
doubt
All
the
tragedy
that
could
have
been
worse
Walking
in
my
sleep
until
my
feet
hurt
I
always
wanted
to
show
you
how
I
only
troubled
you
with
my
doubt
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