Every night I'm lying in bed
Holding you close in my dreams
Thinking about all the things that we said
Coming apart at the seams
We try to talk it over
But the words come out too rough
I know you were trying
To give me best of your love
Beautiful faces and loud, empty places
Look at the way that we live
Wasting our time on cheap talk and wine
Left us so little to give
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