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Drawing out the gap, picking at the scab now Making it harder while making it good Pulling out the line, no compass threads the needle through Looks like I got my hooks in you, and you got yours, too Where the light goes somewhere down the corridor How come I can only love you more after you're gone? Holding your hand out across the great divide Getting tangled in the ties that bind My, oh my Straight up off the path, kicking up a cloud of dust Muddying the water fucked my mind Trying not to laugh, show me where the stitches go Scattering the ashes, settle our score Where the light goes somewhere down the corridor How come I can only love you more after you're gone? Holding your hand out across the great divide Getting tangled in the ties that bind My, oh my Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, mm... Where the light goes somewhere down the corridor How come I can only love you more after you're gone? Holding your hand out across the great divide Getting tangled in the ties that bind My, oh my From Letras Mania