They never said it was ok
they never let me know that I was alright
pictures in albumns remind me
of a boy who hasn't figured himself out
oh, tripwire
crawling tripwire
we drank until we were tired
I kissed your lips and they stared like little tourists
I'm on the bathroom floor crawling
this beautiful moment to make my day
oh, tripwire
crawling tripwire
under tripwire
crawling
it's over now
oh no
it hurts
come up from underneath insides where it lives
open to give back what I've taken in with me
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