I've been weaving
Your believing
Now I'm leaving
I'm still grieving
This connection we've been feeling
This sending through the ceiling
All this seething and revealing
Once tasted so appealing
But the paint is cracked and peeling
I realised I'm not dealing
It simply isn't healing
So I'm leaving
I'm still grieving
I know you're still believing
But I must have been just teasing
'Cause I'm leaving, babe
I'm grieving
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