Perhaps you changed in the last hour
Though I never knew where you started from
There's this rhythm and I'm sticking to it
Fluctuating just when I thought it was done
Enough about your eyes, your perfect system
Maybe in the end, it's all the same
Another chance, another reason
To try and forget about this game
There is no stand off
There is no way home
There is no blank check
Changing this room tone
Background noise makes me remember
That the days are all put together
The water is deep, but the walls will hold
Maybe we'll end up for the better
There is no danger
There is no loser
There is no outcome
Fit for the future
When the night comes back around
And we pretend it's never been different
Will I still shedding care
About what you said to him?
There's a time and a place to confess but I don't think that this is it
There's too many "whens" and not enough "ifs" for this reality to be it
I'm sorry.
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Don't be sorry.
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