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On display, an open heart for the world to see
By the way, you fill me with your uncertainty
Now I can't think or try to speak anymore
Only time, will tell if you'll be the first to stay
The fault is mine, for letting hope get me all the same
Now I can't sleep for fear of what I could see

And I know it's wrong
To let you walk into my heart, into my home
But maybe I'm sick and I'm tired
Of feeling alone, if you're not my own
At least I can say, as long as you stay
You give me better days.

A pearl inside a shell
She takes your attention like nothing else
And how am I supposed to feel?
Like I'm made of glass and I'm hardly real

Chorus

You give me better days

I should've seen it all the same
Every look upon your face

I guess I was wrong
To let you walk into my heart, into my home
But maybe I'm sick and I'm tired
Of feeling alone, and you're not my own
So all I can say is you've chosen her instead
And there've been better days

There've been better days

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