so stop me if you've heard this one before. i'm walking out the door, i'm done. cause this counterfeit love that we've been served is like a band-aid for cancer, it won't stop.
how long can we survive on chocolates and movie lines?
a better love, a better love i see.
stop telling me that everything is fine. i see straight through the lies that we're told. cause the love we've seen is tired and abused; it's made us all confused dust for gold.
how long can we get by with breakups and sad headlines?
and in the middle of the night, i try and try to fight the taste of the world gone bitter. but somewhere out in the streets, there's a melody that speaks hope for something bigger.
so don't you try and talk me down this time. there's something more refine out there.
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