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Ill leave the cold patches and moonless nights to you Ill be picking up where I left off, and Im finding out its so much easier "This isnt in my nature," she said The scars it made are weaving patterns in the fabric I know its self-defeating but I cant stop it Now Im finding out just what this could be If this is moving on, now tell me how to get out If you pick me up, Ill stand on my feet And Ill be doing this my own way The tables are turning, and your bridges are burning down Is this what you wanted? Now my assumptions prove me wrong again And I know this really has to stop now This really has to stop now And I hate the way you make me feel cause its keeping me from moving on "This isnt in my nature," she said The scars it made are weaving patterns in the fabric I know its self-defeating but I cant stop it Now Im finding out just what this could be If this is moving on, now tell me how to get out If you pick me up, Ill stand on my feet And Ill be doing this my own way The tables are turning, and your bridges are burning down |