And lingered like a feather
If every night's a violent fight
How can we hold this thing together?
We're throwing all the money away
I don't need to pay for our mistake
These white lies have only left me wasted
And now I'm running out of time
Out like a birthday candle
Oh, honey, do what you want
All my thoughts just ran apart
Like a pack of restless children
I've landed in the worst of worlds
With a dry canteen and plastic sword
These white lies have set this heart on fire
And now you want to watch it burn
Out like a birthday candle
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