BOYS DON'T FIGHT IS THE SOLO MUSIC PROJECT OF CHRIS GIARMO.
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Flow, beautiful autonomy like it was given to you by someone who loves you
But don’t let them ever see that you took it for yourself when no one was looking
Because it looks so good on you, boy
I love watching you make your own decisions
I love watching you choose, even if you choose to start all over
It’s your life and you chose to share a little part of it with me and now I get in for free
Get in to the show
Where I can just go and see you
Burn it all down and then you build it all up (again)
You lie to yourself, in a personal hell of your own design
But it looks so good on you, boy
I’m guilty of loving you and sticking around to watch you drown
I’m guilty of loving you and sticking around to watch you drown
You need to grow up from your own decisions
Can’t stand to see you fuck this up again
But my ticket to the show doesn’t afford me the privilege to participate
I just sit here and stare
And whine, and pine, and wallow, and beg, and deal, and feel, and reel, and be my own human
Orbiting your black hole heart
Getting closer and closer to the start of the time when you just
Burn it all down and then you build it all up (again)
Lie to yourself, in a personal hell of your own design
But it looks so good on you, boy
I’m guilty of loving you and sticking around to watch you drown
I’m guilty of loving you and sticking around to watch you drown
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