So how, how did I lose the thread
When you reeled it in again
I could be caught on that line
Spending my time swimming with you
You love is often unkind, bitter and blind
Sometimes casually cruel
But it's true
But it's true
You give more that you would ever take
Forgive the mess I leave in my wake
I'm inconsistent at best
Never at rest, ever the fool
I'm always stumbling around knocking things down
But whatever else I do
I'll be true
I'll be true
You're in and out of my hands
Slipping like sand, passing like time
You love is brutally bold, careless and cold
But it's mine, mine
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