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Choose your door,
But know it'll close behind you if you ever see your faults.
And you've shown so much more
Promise than you take credit for.
Shield your ears, forget everything you know.
You've grown without hope,
And now you're cursed to live inside these empty arms.
But wait, 'cause we know the lonely space between the truth
Of the things you lose and the things you hold on to.
You held me tight again,
You wept as you said you need more to believe in.
You wanted something new,
So we said goodbye and then said nothing else.
Somedays I miss you more than anything,
Most days you're just a sting in my back.
I wonder what cold force tore you away from me,
And what filled your heart with such blackness
to cut my so harshly as it has.
It has left me with no more love for you,
And this is my last goodbye to you and everything we once were.
I saw someone else living in my old house,
I'm happy I saw them there 'cause now I'm left with no regrets.
I feel something else,
It's left me with no more love for Utah...
...no more love for Utah.