It doesn't matter what they do.
You know me better than I know myself.
You've always known what I want.
So build up your wall, but I'm staying golden.
I know I'm not helping.
You know, it's not just you who's hurting.
Cuz you're a book I'll never burn up.
I'll find you when I'm ready, and if you won't take me, I'll find somebody.
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