I don't want to regret
The stuff I never said
The chance we never get
Is it special or easy, or am I
Anywhere near your neck
Fuck it, I locked it, I lost it again
Fuck it, I locked it, I lost it again
Maybe you save it for your rainy day
Maybe you change it with nothin' to say
Fuck it, lock it, I can't say
Fuck it, lock it, lock it away
I think I'm going mad
Tiny writing on my hands
I think I'm going mad
Tiny writing on my hands
I think I'm going mad
Tiny writing on my hands
Fuck it, I locked it, I lost it again
Fuck it, I locked it, I lost it again
Maybe you save it for your rainy day
Maybe you change it with nothin' to say
My test is subtle and yours is so mean
Tells me to do it in room seventeen
It all comes together, it all falls apart
There's room in your closet and stuff in your heart
Anywhere near your neck
It arouses past to present
Like a happy little accident
And I'm waiting like a thunderland
And I'm waiting, I want to go over the edge
Fuck it, I locked it, I lost it again
Fuck it, I locked it, I lost it again
Maybe you save it for your rainy day
Maybe you change it with nothin' to say
My test is subtle and yours is so mean
Tells me to do it in room seventeen
It all comes together, it all falls apart
There's room in your closet and stuff in your heart
Coffins are shining above your ceiling
Nicola Radcliffe is understanding

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