i'm the best at breaking up
at pulling out when the going gets rough
dodging blows and wave goodbye
keep my feet on the ground
and keep my own hands dry

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loved you like a cliche
always there for a reason
it only makes sense we end with a song
when we started out a few missed notes
a minor chord and one deep breath

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now my fingers are blue
though this started out golden
and you're learning too fast
that when it comes right down to it
it's my own skin i'll save every time.