Floorboards

Asking so many questions
 Finding so little answers
 My friends told me to give up the ghost
 and move on
 But I don't like to take my chances
 to take my chances
 Pick me up off the floorboards
 I'm not dead and burried yet
 They always seem to creak
 When I needed someone to speak to
 They've been the only thing I've talked to in weeks
 Where were you
 Where were you?
 Stitch me up and make me new
 I need someone to pull me through
 Endless nights with open wounds
 I've been to hell and back because of you
 Why tell me I need to change?
 When you woke up in someone else's bed
 Without even knowing their name
 I may have crossed the line
 This Time!
 But I sure as hell hope you have a rope for this climb
 From here on out it's all a downward slope
 And I'm not falling for anyone or anything
 Other than the noose you tied around my neck
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 I've lost all sense of space and time
 Just thinking about when you were mine
 The days become weeks and the weeks into months
 I refuse to put on these implausible fronts
 To face the world would cause me to self destruct
 To face the world would cause me to self destruct
 The days become weeks and the weeks into months
 I refuse to put on these implausible fronts
 To face the world would cause me to self destruct
 To face the world
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 Stitch me up and make me new
 I need someone to pull me through
 Endless nights with open wounds
 I've been to hell and back because of you
 Stitch me up and make me new
 I've been to hell and back because of you
 Pick me up off the floorboards
 I'm not dead and buried yet
 They always seem to creak
 When I needed someone to speak to
 They've been the only thing I've talked to in weeks
 Where were you
 Where were you?
 So pick me up (Up!) off the floorboards
 I'm not dead and buried yet!
 So pick me up (Up!) off the floorboards
 I'm not dead and buried yet