Antique Hearts

I need to try something new
 Something revolutionary that's going to pull me through
 'Cause I, I am an used record store
 Full of memories that no one wants to hear anymore
 Two, three, four
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 'Cause I wonder why I run so fast
 No matter where I start I'm gonna finish last
 And why would I ever stop to pray
 To a God that's always only six feet away?
 With the summer I confide
 Thoughts of what it means to be alive
 Like a Polaroid developing with the light
 And what do you know about me
 Other than what you can see?
 Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
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 And why do I try so much
 I'm like a doctor who has lost his touch?
 And why do I call this my best
 'Cause I'm a kid in class who cheats on all the tests
 'Cause with the summer I confide
 Thoughts of what it means to be alive
 Like a Polaroid developing with the light
 And what do you know about me
 Other than what you can see?
 Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
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 And I, I wonder if I'll ever know
 How to play this thing or how this song should go
 And I wonder what I'm trying for
 I got to find myself behind this wall of metaphors
 'Cause with the summer I confide
 Thoughts of what it means to be alive
 Like a Polaroid developing with the light
 And what do you know about me
 Other than what you can see?
 Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
 An antique heart
 Behind this smile is an antique heart