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Oh, oh, oh Coming home Bloody knuckles once again Bruised left eye You apologized once not twice Shattered glass All over the pavement Resembled the state of our broken hearts Pick each piece up just to fall back apart I can't stand the pain Ooo I hate this part Uh huh I hate this part Yeah fucking hate this part You're fading in I'm fading out With every hope A glimpse of doubt A canvas on the wall The corners filled and all They paint you up But let you fall The dust collects I dust them off You notice flaws I flaunt them off You hurt inside I bring you to light My kryptonite Always on time The wait is agony Not know what is happening Is all of this for nothing Or am I doing it for something Am I doing it for nothing Am I doing it for something Am I doing it for nothing Am I doing it for something