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Though I went through some nights, consumed by the shadows, I was crippled emotionally
Somehow I made it through the heartache, yes I did. I escaped.
I found my way out of the darkness, I kept my faith (I know you did), kept my faith
When the river was deep I didn't falter. When the mountain was high I still believed
When the valley was low it didn't stop me, no no
I knew you were waiting. I knew you were waiting for me. . . "
Like the bridge is on fire, the hurt is over, one touch and you set me free
Nooooo, I don't regret a single moment, no I don't (I know you don't) looking back
When I think of all those disappointments, I just laugh (I know you do), I just laugh
When the river was deep I didn't falter
When the mountain was high I still believed
When the valley was low it didn't stop me
I knew you were waiting, I knew you were waiting for me. . ."
Suddenly I was feeling depressed, I was utterly and totally stressed.
Do you know you made me cry? whooa-oh
Do you know you made me die?
And the thing that gets to me, is you'll never really see.
And the thing that freaks me out, is I'll always be in doubt.
It is a lovely thing that we have, it is a lovely thing that we, it is a lovely thing.
The animal, the animal instinct whooo hoo hoo, whoo hoo hoooooo, whoo hoo hoooo-hooooooo . ."
I'm sure I'm not being rude, but it's just your attitude.
It's tearing me apart, it's ruining everything.
And I swore, I swore I would be true, and honey so did you.
So why were you holding his hand, is that the way we stand?
Were you lying all the time, was it just a game to you? . . ."