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I feel your ghost smell you all over my clothes
Oh, all your smoke's stuck in me longer then you did
I had my doubts
I had to check it all out
And now I see that you've run back when I thought you'd quit
You took my air out of your lungs
So you could breathe with another one
Oh, tell me why her not me?
What did I do for you to wreck it all?
Oh, Lord it's not my fault
Why her not me?
Why did you have to build the walls so high?
Oh no I'm not done climbing
She heard about me
And all your history
I'm not tryna burn myself but I can let it go
Piece by piece
Uncovering dishonesty
Never been true than anything I've ever known
Finding out I'm not the only one
Took the air right out of my lungs
Oh, tell me why her not me?
What did I do for you to wreck it all?
Oh, Lord it's not my fault
Why her not me?
Why did you have to build the walls so high?
Oh no I'm not done climbing
Tell me, why her?
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