Every hand we hold, every bridge we burn
Every story told was another lesson learned.
It's like you're blind, 'cuz you can't see the truth
Like you forgot all those nights he ran around on you
I wish you knew what you've left behind
But this time around, I'll really be fine.
Well i talk
Too much
To myself
And i turn my back on my faith
It's like
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