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Connect The Dots

New Found Glory

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It was my persistence, wasn't it
A lack of trust you won't admit
I'll never settle now on before

I wrote a thousand songs because of it
Curse my choices, bite my lip
A hundred ripped up notes
I'm living with your ghost

This is a cold hard punch in the chest
This is the worst, the worst that it gets
Feels like a cheap shot right to your jaw
A perfect time for you to take what you came here for
I can't connect the dots
Won't connect them to you anymore

It was my lack of charm wasn't it
Or the guilt I wrap around my neck
I'm running out of ways to move on
It's my heart that burns of wickedness
I stole your youth and ran with it
I'm hearing on repeat, the sounds of defeat

A cold hard punch in the chest
This is the worst, the worst that it gets
Feels like a cheap shot right to your jaw
A perfect time for you to take what you came here for
I can't connect the dots
Won't connect them to you anymore

And this all would've worked if I just would've been open
Life cuts deep enough when the trust is broken
We've gone far enough
You're too late for us
You can't be, can't be over it

A cold hard punch in the chest
This is the worst, the worst that it gets
Feels like a cheap shot right to your jaw
A perfect time for you to take what you came here for

It was my persistence, wasn't it
A lack of trust you won't admit
I'll never settle now or before

It's my heart that burns of wickedness
I stole your youth and ran with it
It's time for you to take what you came here for

I can't connect the dots
Won't connect them to you
I can't connect the dots
Won't connect them to you anymore

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