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So tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures.
And overanalyze your words.
But the truth is that I've never fallen so hard,
It's taken everything in me,
Just to forget your sweater so far.

I can honestly say,
That I never, ever, ever felt this way.
Your lips, your eyelashes, your skin.
These are the parts of your body,
That cause my comatose to begin.

I will sleep another day.
I don't really need to anyway.
What's the point when my dreams are infected,
With words you used to say?
I will breathe in a moment,
As long as I keep my distance.
I wouldn't want to go messing anything up.

So don't go worrying about me.
It's not like I think about you constantly.
So maybe I do, but that shouldn't affect,
Your life anymore.
I knew it the moment you walked into the door.

I'll let you get the best of me,
Because there's nothing else that I do well.
I'll let you get the best of me,
Because there's nothing else that I do well.
I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker.
I guess that's how this one's gonna go.
I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker.
You've got me down on my knees and I proclaim,
"All hail the heartbreaker."