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If I can't let you go
will darkness divide?
For the fiction of love
is the truth of our lies
We were playing for keeps,
but we both knew the cost
Now the only way out's
in your heart-shaped box
But I hate that it seemed
you were never enough
We were broken and bleeding
but never gave up
And I hate that I made you the enemy
And I hate that your heart was the casualty
Now I hate that I need you
As we rest here alone
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