I opened myself up, I held your hand and wiped your tear duct
Then pressed my ear in close to the heart of lovers throes
Love I don't see you anymore
Still you've hung from my frame like the ghost
That I ignored
But you're in my home, with your feet up and your backbone
So I chose an act of kindness,
though I knew it would leave me
restless
And it weighs heavy on my mind,
as whether selflessness is really
Then I begged you to tell me I was wrong, but was I wrong?
Love I don't see you anymore
Still you've hung from my frame like the ghost
That I adored
But you're in my home, with your feet up and your backbone
Now you're in my home, with your feet up yet I'm alone
I offered myself up to kill the pain between us

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