Magazine

Maybe life is more than just a read through
Looking back at all that you have been through
Searching for the words to say goodbye
Maybe all you needed was a guide line
Balanced on the edge of a fine line
Who will catch your soul if you can't fly?

Bridge:
But all the magazines will tell you
Anything that's going to sell you lies they say you need

Chorus: But all those promises they sold
Aren't worth the emptiness you hold
Better let it go and face the facts
Drop what you've got and don't look back
On what you've left to burn
You've crossed the point of no return
This broken spirits hard to move
Against the pain that's holding
You are going nowhere fast
At this speed you're never going to last
One more turn and you'll be gone
So come back home

Maybe love is more than just a menu
Coloring the lines they've drawn you into
You can shut your eyes but you can't hide
Maybe all you needed was a replay
Searching for the last frames that you made
Who will wipe your tears if you can cry

Repeat bridge
Repeat chorus

So come back home
Yea yea
Yea yea
So paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
So paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
And paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
And paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
Paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
Paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
Paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
And paint your light so I can see
You are coming home to me
Maybe life is more than just a read through
Coloring the lines they've drawn you into
You can shut your eyes but you can't hide
Maybe all you needed was a guideline
Balanced on the edge of a fine line
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