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Texty: Only Crime. Virulence. Just Us.


There's still a million things I wish I'd never said
And I know that it's never sacred
But the fear the shadowed yesterday still haunts me to the core
And I wish I'd had the state of mind to brace for so much more
But that's just me

God help me strip away what's come between the two of us
And maybe we can stay friends forever
Because you know me inside out
And it breaks my heart to pass without a word
After all this time

I'm the one who stood beside you on your wedding day
I don't think I've ever been so proud
But I allowed myself to slip away and the air became unkind
And now even though we've made our peace
We still can't make the time
And that's just us

Grown tired of building fences
So sick of silent walls
When I feel just like a traitor to it all
I hope you hear it someday
I'll be a better friend
Because I want you there in the end
Too high a price to pay
Without a thing to say
I know I'm better by your side
Than I'll ever be alone
Without a thing to say