I've got to learn I've got to run
There's too much fresh water in your ocean
It makes me nervous
A red cross on my chest
And I'm donating a lot of blood lately
And you're an actress
I'm learning my lesson again
I am ready
I guess it's my turn to walk away
And my mind has it's own library of doubt
Jealousy comes breathing
I'm learning my lesson again
I am ready
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