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Never meant to let you in but here I am Waiting on your every move Never home, or alone but I don't know You'd like to think that wouldn't you? I was the clock on your wall You never had the time You just lost track of me And watched as I slipped by I am the book on your shelf You can't read between lines You feel so picturesque I see in black and white Never meant to let you in but here I am Waiting on your every move Never home, or alone but I don't know You'd like to think I'm just a boy you'll look back on Say"that was a fun month" Then on to the next one I'm so done I'm so torn I'm so done I'm so torn I'm so done Done with crossed fingers Placed behind your back Every time you speak How can I relax? When it's blame you seek Truth comes second best So just let me be It's our time I guess Because I Never meant to let you in but here I am Waiting on your every move Never home, or alone but I don't know You'd like to think I'm just a boy you'll look back on Say"that was a fun month" But when it's said and done You'll still look for someone But when you look inside You'll realise you're not right And no one will suffice So goodbye And when it's said and done It's on to the next one And when it's said and done It's on to the next one And when it's said and done It's on to the next one And when it's said and done It's on to the next one