Repair
Whats your real thoughts, what's your fine line,
I walk a tight rope to keep you feeling fine,
I see a clear picture from an undeveloped photo,
It won't take a thousand words for me to see how I stay on your mind,
Your shattered heart makes you want to crush me,
Something else keeps you close to me,
Stabbing at my peace so recklessly,
Is that what you want
Is that where your focus be,
Or are you you trying to see....if you can make a fairytale out of a tragedy.
I walk a tight rope to keep you feeling fine,
I see a clear picture from an undeveloped photo,
It won't take a thousand words for me to see how I stay on your mind,
Your shattered heart makes you want to crush me,
Something else keeps you close to me,
Stabbing at my peace so recklessly,
Is that what you want
Is that where your focus be,
Or are you you trying to see....if you can make a fairytale out of a tragedy.
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