Sometimes I wish people were more like documents
then they'd all be written in black and white
you either love me or you dont
you either want me or you dont
you either walk away or you stay
but we're all always stuck in the in-betweens
like gray areas
it gets pretty tiring, these second-guesses and uncertainties
"you won't find faith or hope down a telescope
you won't find heart and soul in the stars
you can break everything down to chemicals
but you can't explain a love like ours
it's the way we feel, yeah this is real"
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