I carry boxes, you hold the door.
We drop the mattress on the dusty floor,
and its not much but I can't ask for more.
'cause you're my home, you are the one thing I adore
in this fucked up life.
I have so much that I'd leave behind.
You clear the cobwebs from out my mind.
You clear the dust from out my eyes.
What's all this mean? When I can't breathe
You're next to me, thats all I need.
Breathe into me, Breathe into me
Reality takes hold of me
Say what you want, I'll know what you meant
Try to find our flaws but you know we can't
We can struggle to meet the rent
Its so damn hard, Ive never felt so damn content
In my own tight skin
I tried so hard just so I could fit in
You see a saint even though I sin
Cause you're the one that knows the places that Ive been.
What's all this mean? When I can't breathe
You're next to me, thats all I need.
Breathe into me, Breathe into me
Reality takes hold of me
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