Break me in two
Between home and you
The cleanest cut
And you helped me see through
All of them up until now
We'll be standing hand in hand
In a gallery of faces
Waltz through as they stare at us
And we're just looking at each other
We're looking into one another
Break me down
Down to the minerals I'm made of
Pass me through a needle
And blow me away
Maybe then the separation won't ache
Because I find myself
Clinging to you
And pulling at your clothes
From behind closed doors
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