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The walls around here are getting pretty thin
I heard you tell your friends that you're over it
But I know that's not true and I hope that you want it too
You told me that you needed space
I hope it's not long 'cause I'm getting lonely
And oh God, I swear it's last time
I'm telling the truth
And oh God, I swear it's last time
I'm talking to you
Lay down 'cause we're gonna find out
What you really want with me
Broken locks and aftershocks
With an empty heart that keeps it beating in my chest
All my love is not that bad
If you listen to what I have to say
Broken locks and aftershocks
With an empty heart that keeps my beating the same
Oh God, I swear it's the last time
I'm telling the truth
Oh God, I swear it's the last time
I'm talking to you