Im here at a truckstop states away from home I wonder if you miss me, if you know Im even gone You know Im just like you Youve got your ways I caught on The air were used to breathing feels too thick after too long Then were gone Were running from what holds us down And youd hoped that Id turn out so much better than I did But I cant help it Im a canvas, youre an artist You painted your own image on me To see how it would look Preserved in more than just my memories In more than just my memories Were both runners but youre faster Youve got your own life anyway But I still bothered just to call you from a parking lot in Salt Lake I know you didnt answer but Id probably do the same The thing with perfect matches is theres too much of one thing Theres too much of one thing So Ill go the way you told me to You never let me slow you down, so Ill just forget too Everywhere that weve been and everywhere that we might go I shouldnt bother with the effort now cause I already know That some birds just leave for winter And some never come back home Some just leave for winter and some never come back Were both runners but youre faster Youve got your own life anyway But I still bothered just to call you from a parking lot in Salt Lake I know you didnt answer but Id probably do the same The thing with perfect matches is theres too much of one thing Theres too much of one thing Wont make the mistake like I did before Wont leave anything in an unlocked door Wont fix whats broken, what broke for a reason I cant hold the weight anymore Were running but youre still so far away Staying in fair weather just in case
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