Time...
to tell me the truth
To burden your mouth for what you say
No pieces of paper in the way
Cause i cant continue pretending to choose
The opposite sides on which we fall
No right minds could wrong be this many times
there's no such thing called coincidence rite?
My memory is cruel, huh?
If only i had been listening
I thought
i thought i was ready to bleed
That we'd move from the shadows on the wall
And stand in the center of it all
Too late two choices to stay or to leave
Mine was so easy to uncover
is that person already left with the other?
So i've learned to listen through silence
Leave unsaid unspoken
Eyes wide shut unopened
You and me
Always be
You and me
Always between the lines, rite?
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