Somehow I never meant for it to end this way.

Heartbreak isn’t something I ever planned on.

Maybe if I go to sleep this will all just disappear.

‘Cause I don’t think I have anyone to lean on.

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This is my twisted impression of the Grace that you have.

This is how I wish I could hate this.

This is how much humiliation I feel.

This is how much I don’t want to project this into you.

Grace is a virtue.

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Someone is never going to know how I feel,

I just don’t know who yet.