Disciple of Self Doubt

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She comes, she goes
And I suppose
There is a reason she leaves
I guess maybe somewhere deep down she believes
Her heart
Is a broken piece of art
And if she tends it by herself
She won't need someone else
 
      She barely says a word but still understand her
      She leaves without a sound but that's alright
      She's just like me somehow and I think I've figured it out
      She's a disciple of self-doubt
 
I kiss her face
And then embrace
The love I've waited for for years
I finally have a home for all the tears
I've cried
I place them by her side
And watch the sadness slip away
Her silence says all there's to say
 
      She barely says a word but still understand her
      She leaves without a sound but that's alright
      She's just like me somehow and I think I've figured it out
      She's a disciple of self-doubt
 
...Doubt the wind is blowing or the preacher's really praying
But never doubt I understand what she's not saying
 
      She barely says a word but still understand her
      She leaves without a sound but that's alright
      She's just like me somehow and I think I've figured it out
      She's a disciple of self-doubt