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You shit-talked me under the table, talking rings and talking cradles
I wish I could un-recall how we almost had it all
Dancing phantoms on the terrace, are they second-hand embarrassed
That I can't get out of bed 'cause something counterfeit's dead?
It was legendary
It was momentary
It was unnecessary, should've let it stay buried
Oh, what a valiant roar
What a bland goodbye
The coward claimed he was a lion
I'm combing through the braids of lies
"I'll never leave"
"Never mind"
Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire
Your arson's match, your somber eyes
And I'll still see it until I die
You're the loss of my life