I know it's not your fault, but I'm a locked door, and I wish that I, I could find the key, to unlock all the things you want us to be. Let me open up and start again, I want you to understand. I'm thinkin' now's the time, maybe it's time to go, If I gave you my heart, be gentle. Call up the locksmith, tell him we need him quick, we got a million keys, one of them have to fit. I need you. (L)
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