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I don t want to come back here, to this place.
It s a cold that only comes from blaming yourself for two decades wasted.
And I don t want to come back here, to this place.
When it all just repeats in my head again, and I cannot stop it.

And the glass in the trees, and all you left here,
Reflects everything that I missed.

And the pavement is still warm from the tires.
I can still feel the fright that the night brings.
Every song that you d sing.
And I won t ever come back here to this place.
All I ever do is picture you smiling, and then picture you leaving.

And the glass in the trees, and all you left here,
Reflects everything that I missed.

Slow down.

I ll try and make it up to you.

They ve cut down the trees to try to forget you.
But I took a vow to never forget you.
If you re still here, then we re waiting.

We ll wait for you to come back home to the broken little foes.
Until the guilt grows and grows.
When the time that s wasted comes back to haunt me.
And I ll deserve every bit. because I m not spiritual yet.
I m just reading the lines they gave me from the pulpit.
And it s not fading off, we remember the years.
As we sift through the laughter to find all the tears.
And I m not worthy of grievance, I did nothing to prevent this.
And standing at your grave, I could have caused this.

I used to want you
Now I want to make you nervous
Now I want to make you hate
Now I want to make you crazy
So that we could still relate
And we could get drunk all night
And in the morning ride...

Blinded I am and so are you
By shedding tears
Confusion that separates us two
We hold dear

Just look into my eyes
Kiss our fears goodbye

I m reaching for your shadow
Drowning in the kiss of dawn
Touching the pain that you left me with
At the kiss...

Je te revois le coeur en otage pav de coups
depuis mon passage
Je te devine le coeur en absence filant tout
droit au creux du silence

Tu te dessines des regards d adversaire...
Et tu t inventes des secrets volontaires...
Tu cries tout bas le torrent dans la...

Sing me a song, you re a singer
Do me a wrong, you re a bringer of evil
The Devil is never a maker
The less that you give, you re a taker

So it s on and on and on, it s Heaven and...

Waiting for your call, I m sick, call I m angry
call I m desperate for your voice
I m listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet(like when we would meet)

Cause I was born...