The Broken Arcade

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And we were fire and ice
In this little movie theatre
And our love always could've been
A little bit neater

I saw you there and tried to look away
But your damn eyes captured my whole day
I was sad knowing we lived such separate lives
And the feeling was honestly like a million knives

We were close and even when I had nothing I gave
My heart was broken and I continuously tried to pave

I looked at you in that old arcade
And your big, beautiful smile was made
It told me that everything was okay
Then I woke up
And realized that it wasn't that way

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