[Intro]
I want to tell him
But I can't
I want to hold him
But I can't find a way
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse]
Is his blood thicker?
I'm out on a limb
I wonder if he compares me to him?
With my baggy clothes and-
[Outro]
I'll wait out in the cold until I can't breathe
Create the perfect personality, for you
With bleeding lips and chapped fingers
I'll be out here for you
Even if I'm old with the spiders in Chicago
I want to tell him
But I can't
I want to hold him
But I can't find a way
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse]
Is his blood thicker?
I'm out on a limb
I wonder if he compares me to him?
With my baggy clothes and-
[Outro]
I'll wait out in the cold until I can't breathe
Create the perfect personality, for you
With bleeding lips and chapped fingers
I'll be out here for you
Even if I'm old with the spiders in Chicago
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