Tear up the photographs
But yesterday won't let go
Every day, every
I am empty I am done
There is nothing wrong
This situation, if it gets any deeper, could be critical
I'm
I wanna buy you flowers
But you don’t even want
Said I’m looking for something
Something out of the old
Your condescending stare
You know it’s so unfair
I gotta
I came to resurrect this body from the ashes of
You were alone babyYou never wanted to be freeI helped
I see right through youWith your "how've you been"s and
I see you stepping on the sceneFace straight from a
Why did you leaveI know you're jaded babyDon't feel deceivedOne
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