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And I'm alright, standing in the streetlights here. Is this meant for me? My time on the outside is over. We don't know how you're spending all of your days, knowing that love isn't here. You see the pictures but you don't know their names 'cause love isn't here. No sympathy, when shouting out is all you know. Behind your lies, I can see the secrets you don't show. You take the best things from me, then everything gets empty. That's not a world that I need. And I can't do this by myself. All of these problems, they're all in your head. And I can't be somebody else. You took something perfect and painted it red.

Red :: Daniel Maerriweather