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I know it would wreck me If we ever parted Sitting on a loveseat Neither of us talking These eggshells we walked on Cut us like barbed wire Pride has kept us holding on We're both getting tired Your side or mine The real fine line we're painting A mess we're making of love Who really cares who's right or wrong? If this is the hill we're dying on Will you find some new friends And a new apartment? I don't think that I can If I'm being honest Your side or mine The real fine line we're painting A mess we're making of love Who really cares who's right or wrong? If this is the hill we're dying on Letras de canciones Some things are past saving Some wars don't need waging Listen, all I'm saying Is my heart don't need breaking From Letras Mania