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Standing on the corner of Duncan and 3rd Street I am brave

A little more courageous than I tend to let on

And in the mix of the situation, I bend in for the kiss

The prize at the end of the night, the end of the feeling

The abrupt end of wrong

The silver vision of mirage right



If you want it

You’re gonna have to give a little more

You’re gonna have to bend in a little closer

You know I want it

But you’re gonna have to give a little more



It’s time to take off that unbecoming hesitance

It’s time to end this unwelcome defense, you see

This can’t continue or else you know I’ll be gone

Before it starts, let me tell you this

Let me inform you of my mind

Let me implore you one final time



If you want it

You’re gonna have to give a little more

You’re gonna have to bend in a little closer

You know I want it

But you’re gonna have to give a little more



I’m aware that you have become something upon a pedestal

In the center of the crowd, in the middle of the attention you feel safe



I fear that this is only rented time

I fear that this is only rented time

I fear love is silver



On the corner of Duncan and 3rd Street

The doors have been boarded with wood and silver nails