You lay in bed, the Sun streams in the blinds Sweat soaked through your shirt Lay your hand across your eyes Every other part of you hurt From inside the confines Of the story that everything would be alright
I was only so wide you could open your eyes I could only let in so much light But you knew the story had never been true
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What was it last night she said? At some point you’d have to live as if the truth was true When it gets too hard to not feel what you do Not know what you knew
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