you'll be close, not close enough
not close enough for my kind of heart
you say words you can't take back
now it's words hard to look at
hard to look at with the lights on
in your head it must not sound so bad
whistles through my bones
the one that you ended with some words
why'd i start before you said
"I checked it out, it's safe and sound"?
like I showed you right away
all the things that eyes can say
where you are, it must not look so bad
and my eyes are not afraid to cry their way
i know that what we started
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