Talking circles in our bedroom Pretending we're fine when we know the truth Push and pull Yeah, that’s been playing in loop Tackling, back and forth ’Cause letting go would hurt more We’re aching, then we’re laughing Circling around from fighting and loving Imperfect, we’re a mess But somehow it still feels honest Perfect? Nah, Imperfect We’ve been pacing, shuffling slow then speeding into truth Talking ’bout breaking, but never following through Push and pull Yeah, that’s been playing in loop Tackling, back and forth ’Cause letting go would hurt more We’re aching, then we’re laughing Circling around from fighting and loving Imperfect, we’re a mess But somehow it still feels honest Perfect? Nah, Imperfect We say we’re done, but we never see it through Guess some things hurt, and still feel true Perfect? Imperfect Push and pull Yeah, that’s been playing in loop We’re aching, then we’re laughing Circling around from fighting and loving Imperfect, we’re a mess But somehow it still feels honest Perfect? (Letting go would hurt more) Imperfect (Letting go would hurt more)
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