Trace the Lines

Knocking on doors and swallow every key
 Knocking on doors and swallow every key, carelessly
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 What a terrible time we had, do you want it back?
 What a terrible time we had, do you want it back, timelessly?
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 We lived in the smallest world and all of it darkened as we slept
 Knew our paces dictated the turn of the Moon and the Earth
 And yet we still battled, began to doubt ourselves
 Saw a softness in you as you were, so that's where my claws went
 I used to drink off of you, take sips of perspective from things you said
 And when we disagreed it would burn, but I still loved to taste it
 Then something bittered, something within ourselves
 Just as most of the things I deserved, I learned how to waste it
 I made you sick where I had meant to make you mine
 I found loneliness in a room that you were in
 I know it tore you up, it wasn't by design
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 Oh, do you care that it's over?
 Do you ever trace the lines?
 Was it shared?
 Are you sober just to show we're not alike?
 Walking home is harder
 The pace gets hard to keep
 When you're in all the windows
 Outlining every street
 Do you disappear if I break them
 Or show up in every piece?
 We don't ever speak but I'm holding on, I'm holding on
 Oh, I'm holding on
 Which version of you is the right one?
 The one from our memories?
 The one locking doors that I knock on
 Swallowing every key?
 I don't wanna sleep, but it's coming on, it's coming on
 Oh, it's coming on
 I don't wanna sleep, but it's coming on, it's coming on
 Oh, do you care that it's over?
 Do you ever trace the lines?
 Was it shared?
 Are you sober just to show we're not alike?
 I said I loved you as a way to change the subject
 Fingers breaking as they crossed
 You said you loved me, so you wouldn't have to prove it
 With both eyes towards the door