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Stop...I want to make an arrest!
For I no longer can chase your heart.
When you are hiding your best.
It's becoming the morning sun,
To see you and leave you for days
On end.
You always seem to pretend
You're not that interested.
It's a game!
I'm willing to play your games.
I'm willing,
Cause I'm not dead yet!
And you're not over it.
It's up to you, dear.
What do you wanna make of it?
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're always running so scared,
But I like you anywhere.
Trust...is under the bed finding dust.
Paralyzed, making a fuss,
While I fumble the words through my lips.
You feel like the morning sun,
Leaking and finding its way
To my heart.
Quickly, I block it all out.
I can't look interested.
It's a game I'm getting tired of playing.
Should they end,
And become self-evident,
May we find happiness.
It's up to you, dear
What do you wanna make of it?
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're always running so scared,
But I like you anywhere.
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