Mannequin

I knew you then
These words, I thought were true
I loved a mannequin
A picture on a wall
(A picture on a wall)
I walked a narrow line
A tight rope, you're taut, but coming loose
And I'd fall into me each night
Maybe I'll catch some sleep
If I don't, it's alright when

We talk it
Makes everything worse than it has to be and
I know you'll
Meet me in between hell and the next worst thing

When I walked away
There wasn't anything that I had to say yeah
You told me
We're holding each other back so just drop the reins when
We talk it
Makes everything worse than it has to be
I know you will
Meet me in between, hell and the next worst thing



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Romano
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