The fall, the blame, the pain’s still there I'm here ...
The fall, the blame, the pain’s still there
I'm here alone inside of this broken home
I believed all of ya dreams, adoration
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
I get so caught up in the city cloud
But this place is still my first love
And what’s ironic to me
The ones that don’t ever leave think that they know
I forgive but can't forget your mistakes
Now I think it's time for you to pay
In the dark
And I’m right on the middle mark
And I don't need no explanation
Cause baby, you're the boss at home
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You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
But don't you play a song about love
When I move my body
I’m so sick of that same old love, my body's had enough