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Either I'll break or stay broken
Why is a two-letter word
Doing this to me
Keep me distracted
Stare at my phone, don't have breakfast
Why is a little attention
Doing this to me
And when people ask me what this is
I say nothing
It feels like a crime
To like you
And it feels like a crime
To wake up in your bed
So we kept up the distance
Not a word in 6 weeks and
It's bringing up strange suspicions
What that was about
Talking kills tension
Maybe I should write you a speech then
A little less wouldn't hurt
Would it hurt you?
And when people ask me who you are
I say no one
It feels like a crime
To like you
And it feels like a crime
To wake up in your bed
Feels like knots in my stomach
A tied string around my chest
Maybe each time we didn't
It was all for the best
But what if I can't
What if I can't
Wake up your bed again
Made myself dinner
Cut up some onions and cried
Hate to think one of these tears
Wasn't for the sweet chilly pie
What if I can't
What if I can't
And it feels like a crime
To like you
Oh, it feels like a crime
To wake up in your bed
Feels like knots in my stomach
A tied string around my chest
Maybe each time we didn't
It was all for the best
What if I can't
What if I can't
Wake up in your