I can count all my fingers
and talk backwards through sound
I want to talk to you
Until everything is nothing that remains
Ships are sinking off the coast
Darkened doors and rocky shores
I know where we stood
And now I can't stand in the rain anymore
Tear this down because I don't give a damn
Your lonely nights are your own
I don't want a part in your pity parade
Your lonely nights are your own
Lie through your teeth
You have no morals and we all know
Your lonely nights are your own
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