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Lirieke: Matchbox 20. Mad Season. Stop.

Yes, it's true that I believe
I'm weaker than I used to be
I wear my heart out on my sleeve
Wow, an' I forget the rest of me

Yes, there's times I've been afraid
And there's no harm in that I pray
'Cuz I'm more frightened everyday
Someone will take the hope I have away

But you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes I know

But you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes I know

All the times I've given in
You fit me like a second skin
An' one by one I will begin
To wear you on the days I'm feeling thin

But you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes I know

Hey, you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta give it up
To get off sometimes I know

You'd better stop, stop
Stop using me up
You'd better stop
'Cuz I've had enough
And I'm ready to forget the reasons
That keep me here

In the rain you will
Even if you're never gonna change
Good God, you need a little love while
You find what you think you're gonna be, child

Now you'd better stop, stop
Stop using me up
You'd better stop
'Cuz I've had enough
And I'm ready to forget the reasons
Oh, the reasons
That keep me here