Baby, I told myself that I’ll be fine but it’s a lie
I don’t want to talk about it
Memories, oh they cut like knives
Deep inside I’m falling
Baby, catch me if you can

What’s holding me back is the thought of time we never had
My world’s hanging by three words that I can’t bear to say

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