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Somebody broke me once

Love was a currency

A shimmering balance act

I think that I laughed at that

And I saw your face and hands

Colored in sun and then

I think I understand

Will I understand?

Will we fight, stay up late?

In my dreams, I'm to blame

Different sides of the bed

Roll your eyes, shave my head

Now we're stuck in the storm

We were born to ignore

And all I got is a chance to just say

( "Baby, love me! You've got me, runaway!")

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it

I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets

Your hand forever's all I want

Don't take the money

Don't take the money

I slept on my own those nights

Was still in my parents' house

And I cut off my t-shirt sleeves

And claim a new continent

"Til I saw your face and hands

Covered in sun and then

I think I understand

Will I understand?

Will we fight, stay up late?

In my dreams, I" m to blame

Different sides of the bed

Roll your eyes, shake my head

Now we're stuck in the storm

We were born to ignore

And all I got is a chance to just say

( "Baby, love me! You've got me, runaway!")

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it

I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets

Your hand forever's all I want

Don't take the money

Don't take the money

( "Baby, love me! You've got me, runaway!")

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it

I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets

Your hand forever's all I want

Don't take the money

Don't take the money

( "Baby, love me! You've got me, runaway!")

When you're looking at your shadow

Standing on the edge of yourself

Praying on the darkness

Just don't take the money

Dreaming of an easy

Waking up without weight now

And you're looking at the heartless

Just don't take the money

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it

I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets

Your hand forever's all I want

Don't take the money

Well, don't take the money

( "Baby, love me! You've got me, runaway!")

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it

I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets

Your hand forever's all I want

Don't take the money

Don't take the money

Just don't take the money

Just don't take the money

Just don't take the money

Just don't take the money