Dismantle, Repair.

Album: Cities (2007)
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  • One last glance from a taxicab
    Images scar my mind
    Four weeks felt like years
    Since your full attention was all mine

    The night was young and so were we
    Talked about life, God, death and your family
    Didn't want any promises
    Just my undivided honesty

    And say, oh, whoa
    Things are gonna change now, for the better
    And oh, whoa, things are gonna change
    Oh, they're gonna change

    I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes
    A fraction of who I once believed
    Change, only a matter of time
    Opinions, I will try and rewrite

    If life had background music
    Playing your song
    I've got to be honest, I tried to escape you
    But the orchestra plays on

    And they sing, oh, whoa
    Things are gonna change now, for the better
    And oh, whoa, things are gonna change

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Give me time to prove
    Prove I want the rest of yours
    Prelude
    Call this a prelude to a lifetime of you

    It's not that I hang on every word
    I hang myself on what you repeat
    It's not that I keep hanging on
    I'm never letting go

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Save me from myself
    Save me from myself
    Help me save me from myself
    Save me from myself

    Oh, whoa, things are gonna change now, for the better
    And oh, whoa, things are gonna change

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
    You've dismantled me

    Hands, like secrets
    Are the hardest thing to keep from you
    Lines and phrases, like knives
    Your words can cut me through

    Dismantle me down
    Repair
    You've dismantled me
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