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To swallow my pride would be so easy
But I need to imagine breaking glass hard
To find the ounce of respect I once had for myself
I once had for myself
I've been turning my days and nights to ruin
I should call you up but my phone's out of sight of my hands
Well, whose hands are tied up now?
Whose hands?
Now we are breathing
The breath in we have been
The very thought of you
I never step foot out of this room
Until the sun goes down for the last time
I can't look into your beautiful eyes again
I think I'll stay
The movies are bad and the endings are long
They've turned you out
Your face cuts so easily
Too hard to take back the hard things, what you said to me
Your face cuts so easily
Too hard to take back the hard things, what you said
Things that brought us together are now tearing us apart
I am removing a lie from you
It's you so cut a line
So cut a line
To swallow my pride would be so easy
But I need to imagine breaking glass hard
To find the ounce of respect I once had for myself
I once had for myself
Now we are breathing
The breath in we have been
The very thought of you
And I wait, anticipating the moment you choke on every word
Every word
And I wait, anticipating the moment you choke on every word
Every word
And I wait, anticipating the moment you choke on every word
Every word, every word, every fucking word



Writer(s): Pete Waterman, Matthew James Aitken, Keren Jane Woodward, Sarah Elizabeth Dallin, Michael Stock Copyright: Sids Songs Ltd., Pw Ballads, Warner/chappell Music Ltd, Mike Stock Publishing Limited, Downtown Dmp Songs, Another Victory Inc.



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