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(hummmm) Yeah You look at me like a puzzle with missing parts
Tryna piece together what we broke in the dark
But some things are better left on the floor
I'm packin' up my bags and walking out the door
And I know you hate to watch me leave
But this is the air I need to breathe
You see me that I'm a problem I
got better if I'm alone
And you're still thinkin' bout me And the truth is I can't
love you any more
No more checking my phone for your name at night
No more trying to fix what we couldn't get right
The silence is sweet now,
the weight is all gone
I'm finally finding where I belong You
see me that I'm a
problem I
got better if I'm alone
And you're still thinkin' bout me And the truth is I can't
love you any more
I can't love you any more Any more (ahhhh)