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This is the only lonely picture
Waiting on my floor littering my shore
This is the last true burning letter
Given to a girl
Written by a boy
Living in a world
Created to destroy
But if I built you a city
Would you let me?
Would you tear it down?
But there you go for the last time
I finally know now what I should have known then
And I could still be ruthless if you let me
But there you go when IŽm not done
YouŽre waving goodbye well at least youŽre having fun
The rising tide will not let you forget me
forget me
This is your ghost that kneels before me
Razors on her tongue, a body full of oxygen
It wonŽt be the last time sheŽll ignore me
Thinning in my skin
Without the strength, to go
Winter setting in
To cover you in snow
But if I built you a city, would you let me in?
Would you tear it down?
But there you go for the last time
I finally know what I should have known then
And I could still be ruthless if you let me
But there you go when IŽm not done
YouŽre waving goodbye well at least youŽre having fun
the rising tide will not let you forget me
forget me
forget me
forget me, yeah
IŽll raise towers and climb them
Rivers and walk them
Oceans to drown in
you wonŽt make a sound in
But there you go for the last time
I finally know what I should have known then
And I could still be ruthless if you let me
But there you go when IŽm not done
YouŽre waving goodbye well at least youŽre having fun
The rising tide will not let you forget me
forget me