On the Floor

David Cook

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True Friends stab you in the front, and you've got my throat
And all I know is on the floor
And as I watch my trust in you fall hopeless, I feel faint
But I'm still begging you for more

Devoted to you, devoted to this I stumble and I crumble beneath the weight that I bear
I'm struggling through, I'm struggling with my innocence
But I'm sure you wouldn't care

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My god, it's been so long since I felt something so secure
As I walk on broken ground
I see the things that I have done to make me fall around your feet
Without making a sound

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