It's taking the rain real slow
To wash away all the things I didn't want to know
I prayed into a bottle again
Broken like the pieces you left until the end
I wake to reach for your taste
But nothing ever seems to let me let go
No...
I cried into dreams too many times
I swear I won't give you my all
I won't let you have what isn't left of me
My eyes won't let you see it at all
I cannot be fallen
I'll always be the girl on your front porch
The nights and lines are one
Blurring down the road reaching for the sun
I threw my heart away
Ain't much left of it since you left anyways
I cried into dreams too many times
I swear I won't give you my all
I won't let you see what isn't left of me
My eyes won't let you see in at all
I cannot be fallen
I'll always be the girl on his front porch
And please, light the match
Bring me your lighter, bring me back
I cried into dreams too many times
I swear I won't give you my all
I won't let you have what isn't left of me
My eyes won't let you in at all
I cannot be fallen
I'll always be the girl on his front porch
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