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You say, "Where do you come off!"

"And how do you look at yourself in the mirror?"

Well baby, I don't have to stare to know what's real

Yeah, you say, "Maybe it's better to just be acquaintances

Cause I don't want you to take this the wrong way."

Well I guess if you want it that way

I'm not gonna sit here and complain



I'm long gone

That rope's been stretched way too thin

And eventually, you know, it's bound to break

I can feel the ground begin to quake uncontrolled



But I say, "Take a look at yourself."

"And if you're gonna go preaching, do what you say."

Cause you're not changing a damn thing staying the same

And we both agree, "This is out of our hands now

And we best let it all slide until tomorrow"

Now all the time that you barrow

Looking back, it's so hard to swallow



I'm long gone

That rope's been stretched way too thin

And eventually, you know, it's certain to snap

And I can feel the earth crack apart uncontrolled



Fall into the fire below

I don't think the water will save us

Don't even bother trying to escape this downfall

Just fall into the fire below



I've been throwing you this rope

But you don't care to take hold

Naw, you don't care at all



I'm long gone

This rope's been stretched way too thin

And eventually, you know, it's bound to break

Then eventually, you know, it's certain to snap

Yeah, this tension is pulling us apart



It's uncontrolled

It's uncontrolled

Can't throw you anymore rope

No, I can't be your hero

"Maybe it's just better to be acquaintances"