Competitive Excuse Far Apart

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Still, we talk like money men
Your eyes are not mine
Still there's nothing left for us to do
But run away from all we knew

I turn up, you turn out
You'd be a pebble in my mountain
I turn left, you turn right
I bet you're dying to know the life
Do you still remember when you kissed me?
A mortal coil for us to soil

No words hurt like the ones you tell
Do you hear that mouth?
Still, there's no one like you, none
But are you still there when he has gonе?

I turn up, you turn out
You'd be a pebble in my mountain
I turn lеft, you turn right
I bet you're dying to know the life
Do you still remember when you kissed me?
A mortal coil for us to soil

It's not too late
It's not too late to say "help"
Not too late
Not too late to say sorry
Not too late
It's not too late to say sorry
It's not too late
Not too late to say "help"