the truth is hiding in your eyes
and it's hanging on your tongue
just boiling in my blood
but you think that i cant see
what kind of man that you are
if your man at all
i will figure this one out
on my own
how did we get here
i used to know you so well
how did we get here
i think i know
there is something
i see in you
it might kill me
i want it to be true
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