If I had a dime for every time you walked away
I could afford to not give a shit and buy a drink and drown the day.
But your pockets
they are empty
Yeh
and mine are times two.
So why not make an about-face
And accept the love I send to you? You re never gonna be content if you don t try
To see outside your line.
There you go
you did it again! You act as if there s blinders on your eyes.
Should I appologize if what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes?! Oh
did I crack your shell? When it falls away you ll see we exist as well! Like a bottle with the cork stuck
You re true ingredients are trapped up inside.
Through the cloudy glass we catch a glimpse of you.
I guess the hard shell represents your pride.
Oh
if only it could be different
We could uncover the you
you deny.
Between two
a small discrepancy
One complicates and one simplifies.
TAKE THOSE ING BLINDERS OFF YOUR EYES!! So if I had a dime for every time you walked away
You could bet your bottom dollar that I d be filthy rich by noon today.
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