arm is in a cast again from dragging you
you don't weigh much but I'm fragile
but you send flowers all the time and i'm thinking about leaving
I won't pull another muscle until I heal I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying to love
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying, I'm trying to love you're a crowded room of leaches
but there's no door to escape from
talking to a wall again is sounding good but you send flowers all the time
looking for a reason to be alone
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying to love
I'm one of a kind, and I'm dying, when I'm trying, I'm trying to love.
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