This conversation always ends with goodbyes Your standing here behind the door Your waiting with your rope
Maybe you just have to sleep In someone else's bed Maybe you just have to keep Searching for something Better than perfect, which you know will never exist Its cut and dried
Theres no defense left Look what love is You know this The clock is running down on me Theres no way I can win
Maybe you just have to sleep In someone else's bed Maybe you just have to keep Searching for something Better than perfect, which you know will never exist Its cut and dried
I knew this all along I loved you anyways Despite all your deceit Think about if you would have been faithful How I would have felt Now all we have left are bodies and words I can't be a boy forever
Maybe you just have to sleep In someone else's bed Maybe you just have to keep Searching for something Better than perfect, which you know will never exist It's cut and dried |
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