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And when it rains
You always find an escape
Just running away
From all of the ones who love you
From everything
You made yourself a bed at the bottom
Of the blackest hole (blackest hole)
And you'll sleep till May
You'll say that you don't want to see the sun anymore

and no oh, how could you do it
oh I, I never saw it coming
no oh, I need an ending
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain.