I want to talk to someone who knows words inside out
Show me the best place to hide and nail my ankles to the stage
Else I want a girl who likes blowing bubbles and meaninglessness
Just as much as she likes silence and whispering in my ear
Act out an alternate ending where the opera stays serene
"We're past the point of no return."
I'm ignoring the signs; taking a left at a right
The destination is the last thing on my mind
And you are the first
Move in sync with me
This was so anticlimatic.
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