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I would rather go to space Than end up cold in your arms I could watch you fade away While I stay comfortably drunk And I hate to feel it changing Say I'm wrong I can see it on your face when You get home Love you the same, but I'm afraid that you might let me Rip at the threads we wove together and it scares me Gave you all my younger days While the lines grow on your face, you won't go I hate the thought of us I've been entranced by other bodies and the stories before Cold conversations turn to flames, all tangled up on the floor But, in the dark, I think of us And I'm haunted by the rush of your love Love you the same, but I'm afraid that you might let me Rip at the threads we wove together and it scares me Gave you all my younger days While the lines grow on your face, you won't go I hate the thought of us Talking late at night Back when you were mine This love feels hard to trust I hate the thought of us, hate the thought of us Love you the same, but I'm afraid Love you the same, but I'm afraid Love you the same, but I'm afraid You won't go And I hate the way you do it every time You twist and pull the threads until I fall in Yeah, I could feel the change, but you were all I've ever known You're the only one I want Love you the same, but I'm afraid that you might let me Rip at the threads we wove together and it scares me Gave you all my younger days While the lines grow on your face, you won't go I hate the thought of us Love you the same, but I'm afraid I love you the same, but I'm afraid Please, don't go