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Maybe I hurt you baby
When I put you infront of the sun
Don′t need a tragedy
Don't need a twist of fate
To make an impact
Denouement
Maybe we′re scorned, hey baby
Got a little too close to the sun
No ounce of sympathy
Will ever pull you out
Of this broke direction

Because you do what you can
You can't make God out of man
And all those thought out plans
And every hand upon hand
And yeah, you do what you can
But you're just
A man


So grounded, honey
How you made me feel just like dirt
Tryna escape it, well
She wanna hurt herself
Well, I tried for what it′s worth
Maybe I′m broken, baby
Doesn't mean I was wrong at first
Said "He′s abused enough"
Then started using, oh
Now he's a nasty piece of work

Because you do what you can
You can′t make God out of man
And all those thought out plans
And every hand upon hand
And yeah, you do what you can
But you're just
A man

You′re just a boy

You know God wouldn't fuck around

Yeah it made you so bitter
This mental armour
Might as well be litter
Yeah, the way it'll harm you
Might just make you spit it, spit it, spit it
Spit it out
Yeah, yeah


Because you do what you can
You can′t make God out of man
And all those thought out plans
And every hand upon hand
And yeah, you do what you can
But you′re just
A man
Yeah

You're just a boy

You know God wouldn′t
Fuck around

Da da
Daaa da-da, da, da-da, da-da
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da da
Daaa da-da, da, da-da, da-da
Baaaaa