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    She wakes up
    Rage and grace
    Pulling me closer, pushing away
    And me
    The sharpest thorn on your vine
    Twisting and turning
    We're all intertwined

    Broken wing
    Empty glass
    Words that scream and bounce right back
    She says, you know
    We'd all like to rearrange

    I wish I could fix you
    And make you how I want you
    I wish I could fix you
    And I wish you could fix me

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    I wish I could heal you
    And mend where you are broken
    I wish I could heal you
    And I wish you could heal me

    Ha la la la

    Â…Â… A beaming sunrise buries the night
    The setting sun destroys the light
    Then she says, baby, I've gotta get going
    Cutting each other
    Without even knowing

    She sees a million stars like holes in the sky
    All God's tears for her they cry
    And I am in her rain

    Song details

    Composition: Dexter Holland

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