| Watch as I’m beatin' my head against a wall that will not break,
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| but the pain will keep me awake for hours,
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| 'long as I’m bleedin' I guess I’m fine,
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| it’s really not that bad,
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| 'cause the pain will keep me awake for hours,
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| And the last thing that I ever wanna do,
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| is to make you feel like me,
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| How come it’s never black and white,
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| tell me why all my words just come out lies,
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| well, the truth it gets washed away,
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| maybe someday,
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| Tired of fighting with myself,
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| battles I can’t win,
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| but what doesn’t kill me makes you stronger,
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| carving these circles in my skin,
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| it’s really not that bad,
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| 'cause the pills they give me make me stronger,
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| And the last thing that I ever wanna do,
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| is to make you feel like this,
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| How come it’s never black and white,
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| don’t know why all my words just come out lies,
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| well, the truth it gets washed away,
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| maybe someday,
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| How come it’s never black and white,
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| don’t know why all my words just come out lies,
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| well, the truth it gets washed away,
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| maybe someday,
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| maybe someday,
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| Never wanted to see that the sky could fall,
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| never wanted the rights in the world to be wrong,
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| hope and you pray as the angels cry,
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| How come it’s never black and white,
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| don’t know why all my words just come out lies,
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| well, the truth it gets washed away,
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| maybe someday,
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| How come it’s never black and white,
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| tell me why all my words don’t come out right,
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| well, the truth it hurts anyway,
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| maybe someday,
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| maybe someday,
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| well there’s gotta be, gotta be a reason,
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| maybe someday… |