'Cause now you've got me where you want me
And you won't leave a trace
In this weird goodbye today
Into this useless mess of raging emotion
Tongue-tied, I whisper your name
And you recognize what motivates
So sad, we act like we're fine
When we're really not, really not fine
And you, you wanna end where we began
And I will not believe that this is the end
Of those nights and golden fields
Where you burn off my resistant shields
And you won't leave a trace
In this weird goodbye today
Well I'm not any different
Underneath the streetlight, damp
Stamped into the pavement
Well I was thinking, thinking that
I heard that you were calling
Heard that you would call for me
Heard that you were falling
Heard that you would fall for me
And I won't leave a trace
In this weird goodbye today
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