Chinese Handcuffs Songtext

i've come to face myself in a staring contest in the mirror, where there's more chance of victory than in an argument with you. we're not two peas in a pod. we're two fingers in chinese handcuffs. the more we pull, we stay. the more we stay, we pull apart this wicker toy. with it, the joy. the things that bind in pain keep us in love.
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