This can't be the story of how love comes to an end
You didn't come this far to only to get this far
So stop pretending that you don't need your cup full
"Hey, dude, get off my shoulders
'Cause I'm a cup half empty kind girl anyway"
Anyway, ain't it easier to just pretend
That your past has had its funeral
Some quiet nod, a burial that no one need attend
'Cause well your mind dies then your body dies
And your love dies in the end
Your love dies in the end
Your love dies in the end
Hell, I see it in some people
Like your brother and my friend
They spend their whole lives hiding
Behind the shit they left unsaid
But I guess thoughts are just projections
Your feelings' just projections
Life is just projections
So what does that make me?
What does that make me?
What does that make you?
What does that make you?
And if I was pressed to say it
To try to think about my life
Let the water in and wash right over all of my existence
Would I try to save myself or the people swimming by?
Everyone that's given me love
Given me love
Given me love
So if I was pressed to say it
Then I guess I'm pressed to say it
That I think a life without them
Would feel like a life not worth it
'Cause love might be the only thing that don't die in the end
Love might be the only thing that don't die in the end
Love might be the only thing that don't die in the end
Love might be the only thing that don't die in the end
Love might be the only thing that don't die in the end
Love might be the only thing, the only thing, the only thing
So how do I hold all the love
And hurl it up higher above me?
Let it be more than enough
To be what remains of me
And how do I learn to forgive?
Let the bad bleed out
Let the love stay loud
Let the love stay loud
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