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I lie about my story So that it makes more sense If I laid it out before you You wouldn't read it right Heads up... for breathing You said draw me a line I wasn't given paper So, view it from the side I like to change my story When I like to change my mind Nothing I said was lying I promise this one's right Heads up... for breathing You said draw me a line I wasn't given paper So, view it from the side I try to read my story The order makes no sense When I read it out loud I promise this one's right Heads up... for breathing You said draw me a line I wasn't given paper So, view it from the side Arms out... for bleeding I lift my hands to cry I like the way I'm reading So, view it from the side So, view me from the side