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Lyrics: Better Than Ezra. Paper Empire. Fit.

I wanna start, I wanna find
I need to know where you gonna hide
'Cause I'm out of breath, my air is gone
Running to see you, being alone

'Cause you really want to settle the truth
Let me be the one to offer you proof

Oh how you fit me, oh how you do
You know that you only, I'm head over you
Oh how it hit me, I'm caught up and bruised
Despite all these cynical lies
I finally found a piece to fit in my life

I was adrift out on my own
You came along and carried me home
'Cause you are a spark, a distant headlight
I can't stop my eyes from keeping you in sight

'Cause I'm not looking for a broken excuse
But I need you now to heal all my wounds

Oh how you fit me, oh how you do
You know that you only, I'm head over you
Oh how it hit me, I'm caught up and bruised
Despite all these cynical lies
I finally found a piece to fit

'Cause I'm made long
I faded some, look at what I become
And my eyes were drawn 'til you came along
The world is quite confused
You're my only absolute

But oh how you fit me, oh how you do
You know that you only, I'm head over you
Oh how it hit me, I'm caught up and bruised
Despite all these cynical lies

And oh how you fit me, oh how you do
You know that you only, I'm head over you
Oh how it hit me, I'm bound up in you
Despite all these cynical lies
I finally found a piece to fit in my life
I finally found a piece to fit in my life