Why can you read me like no one else? I hide behind these words, But I'm coming out. I wish I kept them behind my tongue. I hide behind these words, But I'm coming out. Put your hand between an aching head And an aching world. We'll make them so jealous, We'll make them hate us. An aching head And an aching world. We'll make them so jealous. We'll make them so jealous. Always you make my stomach turn, And all the long drives With my friends blur. And I wish I kept them inside my mind. I hide behind these words, And think of all the places Where you've been lost, And found out. In between my sheets, In between the rights and the wrongs. Put your hand between an aching head And an aching world. We'll make them so jealous, We'll make them hate us. An aching head And an aching world. Think of all the places Where you've been lost, And found out.
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