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You're not some trophy.
You're not some prize.
I've come to terms, I've come to accept, our situation is pretty much all my fault.
Well, what can I say?
I wish we had more control over the things that we have no control over.
You are a million dollars worth of hurt that my poor heart can't afford.
You're not some trophy.
You're not some prize on the top shelf waiting to be won tonight.
I will never have the nerve to tell you how I feel when you won't stop running away from the roar of the lions.
it isn't quite the same as it was before, once heard across the plains, now not much more than a whisper remains.
I have shed some skin and I've grown numb to adjust to changes I've made for you.
You're not some trophy.
You're not some prize on the top shelf waiting to be won tonight.
You're not some trophy.
You're not some prize, you've got moves that scare me.
I've got nothing but time.
You are the ocean and I'm the high tide.
They look like strong hands, I'll take my time.
You play an unfair game, and I've no one to blame but myself for playing along.
It's gone all wrong.

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