I know how your door sounds when it closes
And I come running back before you know it
I know every card to pull to break you
But somehow I still love you while I hate you
We're washed out spinning around
Get a rush before it hits the ground
And we're all torn apart but it fits just right
We're ripped nicely, you're my 501s
We're like ice cream running down my thumb
And we light it, watch it all burn up
But I won't let it
I think we get better when we're falling apart
When we'rе falling apart
Every time we tеll ourselves we're finished
Well it makes it that much sweeter when we're in it
But you're my leather boots, or that car that needs a boost
There's something ‘bout it I don't wanna fix it
We're washed out spinning around
Get a rush before it hits the ground
And we're all torn apart but it fits just right
We're ripped nicely, you're my 501's
We're like ice cream running down my thumb
And we light it, watch it all burn up
But I won't let it
I think we get better when we're falling apart
When we're falling apart
When we're falling apart
When we're falling apart
When we're falling apart
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