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Nov 2011
Simple things aren't so simple after all
Though it was always me that answered the call
I was always there no matter what
Always knew when to hit restart

Falling for you was a catastrophe
Knowing we'd never work in reality
It blew up in my face
Clearly there wasn't enough space

So this girls got me feeling reckless
Not knowing what got me in this
I can see what we need to do
How to do it I haven't a clue

In between the lines we dwell
Not in our heaven not in our hell
Purgatory is a place not a noun
It isn't up nor is it down

Falling for you was a catastrophe
Knowing we'd never work in reality
It blew up in my face
Clearly there wasn't enough space

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

You claim you need some time
Just to commit the perfect crime
I beg to differ with your theory
It's obvious you aren't thinking clearly

Falling for you was an epic fail
Your heart was indeed stale
You needed a crutch to lean on
And a heart to stomp on

Well that just ***** to be me!
Please someone set me free!

Falling for you was a catastrophe
Knowing that we'd never work in reality
It blew up in my face
There just wasn't enough space
Copyright; Bret Desrochers
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