'Cause you know the truth hurts, but secrets kill.
Can't help thinkin' that I love it still.
Still here, there must be something real.
'Cause you know the good die young, but so did this.
And so it must be better than I think it is.
Gimme those eyes, it's easy to forgive.
I hope hopless,
Changes over time.
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