Tell me again of the road and its turns
Anything to brighten your words
If even those words are daggers to me
Let those daggers cut you free
Come out of hiding, it’s clear what you need
There’s a whole in your heart it’s starting to bleed
If time will not mend it, you need to leave
If not for yourself then me
Marlon, I don’t stand a chance
This house could never hold your heart
No need to drag it out
Imagine me, Marlon, here all alone
Did you think of this house and us growing old?
It’s the one sweetened thought (that’s) kept darkness away
Never did it cross your mind
Now that your calling’s become such a curse
Mmm
Mmm
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