There's a room there that I had to leave
You tore it all apart for me
But you always seemed to welcome me back
If only, if only just for a laugh
Some say things that they would never do
But those things, they come back to taunt you
After everything that I've ever done
This is where I am
I've got nothing to prove anymore
So lock me in when you shut the door
I called you up and I'll call again
And I called you out
I held you up and you stole again
And I can't get right
When this is all that I can say I start to doubt
That I held you up and you stole again
And I can't get right
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