Leave me on the street, please don't take me home.
I don't do well when I'm alone.
Every little thing that they said was true.
You can't help me without hurting you.
Walking away shouldn't be a sin.
It should be as easy as shedding skin.
The sky turned a beautiful petrol blue.
You can't help me without hurting you.
I don't want to be beside you when it starts to crack.
In the daylight I lose my mind and it starts again.
I had these visions when I was young,
About how the best was yet to come.
I was painting a picture no-one could see.
These days it doesn't relate to me.
So I folded my words back in my mouth,
hoping my teeth wouldn't let them out.
This weight wasn't made to be held by two.
You can't help me without hurting you.
Because, I don't want to be beside you when you start to crack.
In the daylight I lose my mind and it starts again.

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