How far will you bend before you break?
How much more of this will you take?
When it's all over, I wonder,
What kind of sound might you make?

How far will you let me go?
And at what point will you say no?
Can you tell me that it will it always be because I said so?

Do I even need this, how could I know?
I'm not sure what it is,
but I want it.
I want it all to myself.
I really want it,
Until I don’t.

You'll try to keep me but you won’t.
I am too me for you.
Maybe one day you’ll realize, while sifting through romanticized memories, that just like me, you’ve always been alone.

Do you still think about me?
Do you still watch my movements?
Are you still obsessed with an illusion?
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You would hurt me, but not if I hurt you first.
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I thought you saw me,
It seems I'm still a ghost
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What kind of love do you think you could take, when you want someone to be crazy for you, but not be insane?