Better parted
I see people crying
Thruth gets harder
There's no sense in lying
Help me find a way from this maze
I can't help myself
When I see tenderness before you left
That even breaking up was never meant
But only angels look before they thread
Living in another world to you
Better parted
I see people hiding
Speech gets harder
There's no sense in writing
Help me find a way from this maze
I'm living in another world to you
And I can't help myself
did I see tenderness where you saw Hell
Did I see angels in the hand I held
God only knows what kind of tale you'd tell
Living in another world to you
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