Broken down again. My imagination running away with your heart. You may see this as another plead for attention. It's just a cry for help. I've said it many times. I can't come home. Theres just nothing here for me. She said it one more time, I'm finding it hard to call this place home without you. I'm feeling second best. My imagination running with my pride. These walls are closing in. I think it's time for me to swallow my dignity. (back to chorus)
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