All the trouble we cause
And all the things that are lost
Only seem to make it better
All the pain that ensues
And all the bad things we do
Only make it more worthwhile
Little did I know
That the cons were all pros
And the thought of falling
Would never sound better
All the problems we make
And the rules we will break
Only seem to make it more fun
All the people we trick
And all the bad labels that stick
Only make it more enjoyable
Little did I know
That the feelings would grow
And the thought of falling
Would never sound better














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