Awful

I'm sick of seeing your face everywhere
 I'd love to move on, but you're always there
 Tell me, love, what do I do now after you?
 I have to reinvent myself someway
 And catch myself when I say things you say
 Tell me, love, what do I do now after you?
 Nothing's sacred, nothing's holy
 Nothing feels like when you hold me
 Yeah, yeah
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 I'm taking two steps back there every time
 I let you wander around inside my mind
 I get off on being awful to myself
 I need some help, I need help
 I need myself, I need myself
 Tell me, love, what do I do now after you?
 Nothing's sacred, nothing's holy
 Nothing feels like when you hold me
 Yeah, yeah
 Nothing's sacred, nothing's holy
 Nothing feels like when you hold me
 Yeah, yeah
 
 I'm taking two steps back every time