I can feel you staring at me
(I swear I'm trying
I'm squeezing right through this yellow light
so kiss your hand
I never know if it’s day or night
I blocked out
It’s a forty minute drive to your house
But it’s taken
Fallen so hard this time
I don’t think I can repair
Went
Skies are grey today
Why couldn’t you have stayed just a
Think and get things done life
Smoke weed all day long
Your mom hates us all
There’s no doubt about it
Buys her
It’s kinda like you’re trapped in the past
I know, I
Every single step creeks in this house
There’s nothing you can
Please tell me you can read my mind
I need that
You’ve
Well, you’ve certainly got a funny way of reaching out
Fighting
You used to make my happy
The way you’d blatantly pretend
You
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