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It's just a thing That you tried but did not buy Left at the store Well remembered but ignored I want to know what it looks like Worn in and weathered Faded but still, Bright It's just this question that You might always be asking It's just this question that You might always be asking It's just a thing That you want but you don't need You tell yourself, and sometimes still believe I want to know what we'd look like Some years older, maybe wiser Little faded but still, bright It's just this question that You might always be asking It's just this question that You might always be asking I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I don't wanna know But I see that I'm lost, if you get away Now I'm asking too much, way too much of you Way too much please just Change directions and rewrite this sin and now, I'm begging you, I'm begging you Please Please Please Please I hate this question that I might always be asking I hate this question that I might always be asking I hate this question that I might always be asking I hate this question that I might always be asking