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(Ah) (So cut it off before this gets too...) I wanna be in love, I wanna feel loved Oh, to be loved is something I've never felt You could have killed this off much sooner Just cut me loose and leave I'm guess I'm drawing the line I'm sick of waiting for you to give me time But I'll keep waiting for signs Some indication that I'm still on your mind First to make plans And the first one to leave I've convinced myself that they're lying through teeth Now I'm searching for metaphors, something more So I can make sure things won't end up like before Is it possible to save something that's already dead? Clear the shelves I've had you living on inside my head I've been walking for miles, held by a weight I can't carry So cut it off before this gets too heavy I wanna be in love, I wanna feel loved Oh, to be loved is something I've never felt You could have killed this off much sooner Just cut me loose and leave We're driving home in your car Was I supposed to know I took it too far? I start to spiral thinking if I did enough We sit in silence, but I know what's to come I'm not surprised if you bolt for the door I can tell myself that I've been through before I've been growing desensitized, memorize The way that it goes can't effect me anymore Is it possible to save something that's already dead? Clear the shelves I've had you living on inside my head I've been walking for miles, held by a weight I can't carry So cut it off before this gets too heavy I wanna be in love, I wanna feel loved Oh, to be loved is something I've never felt You could have killed this off much sooner Just cut me loose and leave