Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?And let all your damage damage me?And carry your baggage up my street?And make me your future history?
It's time, you've come a long wayOpen the blinds, let me see your faceYou wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody
Is it insensitive for me to say get your shit together?So I can love youIs it really your anxiety that stops you from giving me everything?
Or do you just not want to?
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