This has been said so many times that I m not sure if it matters
But we never stood a chance
And I'm not sure that it matters
If you are the shores. I am the waves begging for big moons
I'm adding letters to addresses in a ghost town
I know this hurts. It was meant too
Your secrets out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over (you don't) matter
This has been said so many times that I m not sure if it matters
But it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming
Into microphones for attention
Because we're just so bored
I never knew that you would pick it apart. Oh
Im falling apart to songs about hips and hearts
I know this hurts. It was meant too
Your secrets out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over (you don't) matter
I used to obsess over living
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you'd like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
This has been said so many times that I m not sure if it matters
This has been said so many times that I m not sure if it matters
I know this hurts. It was meant too
Your secrets out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over (you don't) matter
(From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
All my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address on the same old loneliness
When breathing just pa**es the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waist of breath
And livings just a waist of d**h
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we've got nothing left.)
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