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It's so hard to care for broken things
through no amount of stolen sleep
your voice is ringing through my dreams
your hate still sweeps me off my feet
if it weren't for me, where would we be?
life has no guarantees, no guts, no glory
in your heart, i am the reason
mind is broken, body's beaten.
you won't get the many things you want to
i won't do the little things i ought to
if this grudge holds up, to the ceiling
true love above all of your feelings
you won't get the many things you want to
you won't
if it weren't for me, where would we be?
life has no guarantees, no guts, no glory.
the worst things you're thinking, they're all in your head.
that best bet you're feeling is already dead
you won't get the many things you want to
i won't do the little things i ought to