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And all these thoughts of you, just shaking my whole body to my head
I hope it all goes quiet soon, just carry on pretending I am dead

There's not a
Sob story in the world that can fix that trust
But if it's ever burning bridges, then it's fix or bust
Keep running running circles nothing seems to change
I'm just done with being anxious; done with taking blame
With my patience running thin, my heart ticks like a clock
And with every pulse a bit of joy and love is lost
'Till I hate the way you laugh and love to hate your guts
Now I'm nothing short of broken; heart consumed by rust

A hundred years have made her fear
All the time worth wasting
But not as much as the heart she lost
Its yours for the breaking

And all these thoughts of you, just shaking my whole body to my head
I hope it all goes quiet soon, just carry on pretending I am dead

There's not a
Sob story in the world that can fix that trust
But if it's ever burning bridges, then it's fix or bust
Keep running running circles nothing seems to change
I'm just done with being anxious; done with taking blame
With my patience running thin, my heart ticks like a clock
And with every pulse a bit of joy and love is lost
'Till I hate the way you laugh and love to hate your guts
Now I'm nothing short of broken; heart consumed by rust

Nothing short of broken, heart consumed by rust