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you change your hair scheme, more than i change my jeans
but i don't care, i want you to find who you are
if it will soothe the burns, even for a few days
of that controlling woman you know in the panhandle

when the moon wanes and im trying to snuggle up tight
dont let that earthquake in our bed keep you up all night

i dont have a laundry list, to air my grievances
its just that i love you whatever you claim you are
"we need to heal over this," told through a therapist
"its not that im stubborn, i just love you the way you are"

when i get scared i guess i just freeze up,
im a robotic wreck with encrypted circuitry.
cut transmissions from my communication card,
and disappear behind an emotionless facade.