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Should've kissed you there, I should've held your face, I should've watched those eyes instead of run in place.
I should've called you out, I should've said your name, I should've turned around, I should've looked again.
But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made.
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away
Should've held my ground, I could've been redeemed for every second chance that changed its mind on me.
I should've spoken up, I should've proudly claimed, that oh my head's to blame, for all my heart's mistakes.
But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made.
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away.
And it's you...
and it's you...
and it's falling down
As you walk away
And it's on me now
As you go...
But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made.
As you turn, you take your heart and walk away.
And it's falling down as you walk away and it's on me now as you go...
But oh, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made, I'm staring at the mess I made.
As you turn, you take your heart and

walk away.