Next time I'll be braver,
I'll be my own savior,
when the thunder calls for me.
Next time I'll be braver,
I'll be my own savior,
standing on my own two feet.
I won't let you close enough to hurt me.
No, I won't rescue you just to desert me.
I cant give you the heart you think you gave me,
it's time to say goodbye to turning tables.
/S.
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