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I'm the bad guy

I'm the one who breaks your heart

Rips the rug out of the underneath

Here it comes from blindside

And we're dancing round the fault

To a beat tectonic, playing

Pull a thread on my sweater

It will fall apart

It won't make it better

I don't wanna hurt you like I hurt myself

A sadist playing for two

Keeping all my secrets pretty on the shelf

It's heavy and I'm breaking for two

I'm breaking for two, two, two

There's a moment

When I lock myself outside

When you shut me out one too many times

Standing still in traffic, apathetic habits

That only I can see

Paper cups spilling wine on white carpets

Empty houses filled with so much promise

Paper cups spilling blood on the carpet

I fought with all that I am, do you say the same

(Can you say the same?)