BMC
You think that you can just count me out?
No indecision left to think about?
I'm done with keeping silence in my mouth
This thoughtless drought is so out of touch with the things you confide in
You play games in your head
While I'm stuck losing them
Hold your knife to my throat
No cuts, it's all for show
Jump in and out of place
No room to fall and bruise
Kept all my focus straight
Yet I'm still last to move
Why do I pretend to keep caring
When I know I'll never keep my peace?
I pretend to keep caring
When I know you'll never let this be
I know you'll never let this be
Rummage through my thoughts
Organize the knots, connect every dot
I'm locked away inside my own grave
Tear out something great, patch it up with hate just to fill the space
I'm staring at the floor
Feeling really sore
I've been here before
What I'll never understand is
Why do I pretend to keep caring
When I know I'll never keep my peace?
I pretend to keep caring
When I know you'll never let this be
Why do I pretend to keep caring
When I know I'll never keep my peace?
I pretend to keep caring
When I know you'll never let this be
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