you can doubt anything if you think about it long enough. cause
what
happened always adjusts to fit what happened after that. and it's
hard to feel
like you are free. all you seem to do is referee. i remember when
it was just
you and me steppin' up to bat. and win or lose, just that we
chose, this
little war is what kills us. and either or it's that this war is,
maybe also
what thrills us. we thought we left possession behind. the truth
is i was
yours and you weren't mine. i've replayed a thousand times
exactly what was
said. cause nothing is as it appears. and the fun house mirrors
of your fears
on a roller coaster of all these years with your hands above your
head. and
win or lose, just that we chose, this little war is what kills
us. and either
or it's that this war is, maybe also what thrills us. and you
know i don't
care how fast you run just tell me baby that when you're done
with your little
marathon that you still have cab fare home. cause the finish line
is a shifty
thing and what is life with reckoning? and baby you are still the
song i sing
to myself when i'm alone. and win or lose just that you chose
this little war
is what kills you. and either or it's that this war is, maybe
also what
thrills you.
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