We can't play on broken strings.
What are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
It tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough to make it all okay
But I miss you.
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
It tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive but it's not enough to make it all okay
But I miss you.
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