I Want Answers
If there is love in our figure tips,
Why the lies and secrets
How many times must we, say
Im sorry
Forgive me or I understand
Must things always have to be this way
All these confusing thoughts
Fogging moments during the day
Bright flashing lights at night
I wanna hold you in my arms
Knowing everything is going to be, alright
And not just the same old fight
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