My love, look me in the eye Don't lie, what's eating you inside?
I know, someone said I ain't your kind Who knows, maybe they're right
Do you feel it in your bones, them bones beneath your skin?
And the blood that flows within, I thought it was obvious when
My love, we're made of the same old stuff, the same old stuff
So high, just look at how close we are Instead of how far
My love, we're made of the same old stuff, the same old stuff
So high, just look at how close we are Instead of how far
So what, tell me what you've got to hide Don't we all get pulled back sometimes
And you feel cold, and you feel so low Just the same as I
I feel it in my bones, and I feel it in my skin And in the blood that flows within, I thought it was obvious when
My love, we're made of the same old stuff, the same old stuff
So high, just look at how close we are Instead of how far, instead of how far
My love
My love
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