[Verse 1: Taylor Goldsmith]
The separation was symmetrical
They both retreated to their sides
Drawing lists of demands
And muddy lines in the sand
Trying out their separate lives
Most of the damage was collateral
But still inspired some debate
On all the principles of why all the people we love
Are the same ones we could also hate
[Chorus]
You just roll with the punches
Until you can’t feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww yeah
[Verse 2]
The separation was logistical
Deciding what belongs to whom
How dying love manifests
In a rug or a chest
The decorations of a room
Every promise was negotiable
Most of all the ones they made alone
What she finally forgave
What he’ll take to his grave
Learning how to not pick up the phone
The separation was symmetrical
They both retreated to their sides
Drawing lists of demands
And muddy lines in the sand
Trying out their separate lives
Most of the damage was collateral
But still inspired some debate
On all the principles of why all the people we love
Are the same ones we could also hate
[Chorus]
You just roll with the punches
Until you can’t feel a thing
You just roll with the punches
Aww yeah
[Verse 2]
The separation was logistical
Deciding what belongs to whom
How dying love manifests
In a rug or a chest
The decorations of a room
Every promise was negotiable
Most of all the ones they made alone
What she finally forgave
What he’ll take to his grave
Learning how to not pick up the phone
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