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Two People I Used To Know
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The Seasons Were Ours have your images in circle frames on my walls
words, written in hearts on bathroom stalls
this whole relationship is so out of shape
its broken down and you wont run-i won't chase
to break on through ones got to tear down walls
still how could i ever escape afterall
i've wanted to see you get in my way
so i'll stare at your frozen eyes one more day
the more things change,
will we remain the same?
its such a shame
we're sold new lovers
we barely clear the warranty
and when we've got too much invested in it,
it comes apart
have your fingernails scratching down my back
well, across its mirror reflection
you say i've turned away from you now
and i keep looking to who you were
the more things change,
will we remain the same?
its such a shame
we're sold new lovers
we barely clear the warranty
and when we've got too much invested in it,
someones bored of it
words written in stone are black and white
and black and white is merely history
and nostalgia won't bring any love
when we're too rigid to expand our vision
words written in stone are black and white
and black and white is merely history
can our history repeat itself?
can we again, make history?
the more things change,
will we remain the same?..
the more things change,
will we remain the same?
its such a shame
we're sold new lovers
we barely clear the warranty
and when we've got too much invested in it,
it comes apart
..theres a crumbled house under the tall grass
theres broken glass and dried out markers
theres thick dirt and dust on a photograph
looks to me like two people i used to know
