Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind and to lie to you
Rather than hurt you
Well I'll confess all of my sins after several large gins
But still I'll hide from you,
Hide what's inside from you.
And alarm bells ring when you say your heart still sings
When you're with me,
Oh darling please forgive me
But I no longer hear the music
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