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I awoke to a knock on the door in the night
 The dogs were sleeping on the floor
 And I said, I know those knuckles on the maple
 I've learned that rhythm in which they thump
 And I could picture you waiting outside
 Outside, before I opened it up
 Don't try to reason
 I'm so tired of always sewing it up
 Some rips need patches
 But the thread unraveled on us
 So, now I hold out hope that we can be
 Two adults who both can see that there is more to this
 And I said, I know how everything used to feel
 You were the patches in all of my clothes
 'Til the holes got far too wide to fix 'em
 But there's grace in knowing when to go
 Don't try to reason
 I'm so tired of always sewing it up
 Some rips need patches
 But the thread unraveled on us
 And I tried to please you
 You told me that I wasn't enough
 Wasn't enough
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 And I hope the thread you're hanging on
 Still bears the weight
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 Still bears the weight