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[intro] we used to sit on the kitchen floor you cut apples like before… little slices, sweet and small now they don’t taste like that at all… [verse 1] water running, porcelain white green apples floating in the light I sink low just to feel you near but you were never really here… you said I was the apple of your eye now you won’t even look when I cry knife in your hand, sugar in your tone you make sweetness feel like I’m alone… we were kids in a backyard dream climbing branches, seventeen the fairest apple way too high you said you’d get it… you never tried… [pre-chorus] they say apples don’t fall far from trees… guess you turned out just like what you see… soft outside but sharp underneath… [chorus] apple slices on a plate you said “just wait, just wait…” but love went bad, I tasted it now everything’s a little bit… sour… sweet… cut too deep… you still got a hold on me… one bad apple in my chest now I ruin all the rest… [verse 2] I soak in things I can’t erase cold water on my face try to wash the taste of you but it lingers like you do… you said the ones behind the wall were sweeter than the ones I got so I tried to be something new just to taste right for you… polished skin, no bruises shown but inside I’m overgrown an apple can look so pretty outside but rot where no one can decide… [pre-chorus 2] I reached for branches I couldn’t keep… fell down hard at your feet… you just watched me bleed… [chorus] apple slices in your hand you don’t love me like you said… bittersweet and going bad you take the best I ever had… sour… sweet… can’t compete… you still taste like memory… one bad apple, that was you now I don’t know what is true… [bridge] would you love me if I stayed the same…? if I never played your game…? if I was soft like before… on that kitchen floor… guess I wanted something pure… but nothing feels like that anymore… [outro – slowed] apple slices… drifting slow… floating where I let you go… apple of my eye… turned to dust… sweet to rot… from love to rust… …we were kids… was that enough…?