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You took too long to take the time to look at her properly,
her deep green eyes of cyanide and great, big dreams -
you took too long to take time to sit beside her
and now you've only got the burnt off remains.
Since the days are long
and the nights are quieter
now,
you took a girl with stranger hopes and
started a fire.
Bet you
she didn't even see it coming,
too busy falling in love
and you were too busy
playing it rough.
You took too long to take the time to fall beside yourself for her
and she took shaded, deep breaths, knowing her worth.
She wasn't ready to let you know or let you down
because gut feelings always lead her somehow.
Yes, you wasted yourself by breaking that little heart
and you tore your last thread of conscience
when you took her back
to your place like it was nothing,
when you took her back to yours
like she was nothing,
like I meant nothing to you.
You meant nothing to me,
it was history repeating, you see?
Because you meant everything to me
and I knew nothing of you,
bright lights always
hide the truth.
her deep green eyes of cyanide and great, big dreams -
you took too long to take time to sit beside her
and now you've only got the burnt off remains.
Since the days are long
and the nights are quieter
now,
you took a girl with stranger hopes and
started a fire.
Bet you
she didn't even see it coming,
too busy falling in love
and you were too busy
playing it rough.
You took too long to take the time to fall beside yourself for her
and she took shaded, deep breaths, knowing her worth.
She wasn't ready to let you know or let you down
because gut feelings always lead her somehow.
Yes, you wasted yourself by breaking that little heart
and you tore your last thread of conscience
when you took her back
to your place like it was nothing,
when you took her back to yours
like she was nothing,
like I meant nothing to you.
You meant nothing to me,
it was history repeating, you see?
Because you meant everything to me
and I knew nothing of you,
bright lights always
hide the truth.
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