you said come on, it's alright to let me in
you'll waste away tonight and it's the end
all this time, all those times you said you're fine
you were waiting on the tide to come in
the sky will only blow away from here
this time your side of the story's clear
you're living for yourself, it's for nobody else
well why don't you pour some salt into my open skin
why don't you rub it around until it's broken in
into every single, every single square inch
well did you think that i would actually change myself?
did you think that i could actually behave myself?
or am i just liar who's run out of lies to tell?
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