I try to pay attention.
Your words just disappear.
So I speak to you in riddles,
'Cause my words get in my way.
'Cause I can't take anymore of this,
I wanna come apart.
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
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