in a world of neon lights
i'll spend these restless nights
and if the good die young
i'll be here forever
since i was fifteen
i've been marching to the beat of an EKG
i swear
that i've learned to let go
i guess we're back to being strangers
maybe that's for the best
after seeing what you've become
you washed off your true colours
and i'm done painting them back on
i asked you to wait
because i could never relate to
your happy endings
and your perfect little life
and i guess we're back to being strangers
maybe that's for the best
after seeing what you've become
you washed off your true colours
and i'm done painting them back on
i asked you to wait
i could never relate to
your happy endings
and your perfect little life
no longer tuned
to the sound of your voice
no harmonies, nothing in sync
no longer tuned
to the sound of your voice
no harmonies, nothing in unison
i can't find my way back home
on my own
and with your help
i might get there someday
i'll cherish this moment
forever

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