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Opening the door to your house
Is like staring at a clock held back
You've convinced yourself
Sometimes you have to let it go
Figuring I'm four years older
So that gives me one more summer to get it right
Figuring this time last year
But I don't want to
Plus I don't need to
What will I fall back on
Something most evil
This time last year
Well I guess
I'm on my own after figuring
What exactly you're mum about
Figuring this time last year
Wondering
Don't fucking look away
Don't you care what I have to say
...
But I don't want to
Plus I don't need to ya
What will I fall back on
Something most evil
I won't regret now
I'll never let go
We really started a long time ago
This time last year