this is not a story
not something new
this is what you're hiding
the thing that bit you through
i needed confession
you're afraid to fall apart
but i keep on counting
broken pieces of our heart
the thing you fear the most
will bite you in the ass
the monster in your closet
party with the past
i know now why you lied
even though you hurt inside
while i am busy gluing
broken pieces of my heart
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