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never been in love. I don't know what it is and I don't believe that anyone can change me because you don't know anything about me. My backs against the door to keep
the dead end streets while I was chasing echoes. Just trying to catch familiar voices. But all I'm hearing is this: "Your choices lead you down this
break free and run. I'm writing all down to let you know "I gave you my very best" How could you treat anyone like this. I would never treat anyone like this
make a sick sad song. Even sadder then writing this all down to a ghost that doesn't care enough to haunt you, to want you. It just keeps you around
I always knew that I would live and die in Boston. When I was five I put my hands into cement and you knelt beside me. It dried up and hardened so fast
I have nowhere to be but I'm leaving again and that's just how it's always been. Alone, in this backyard, scratching away at the fences. Never escaping
to ruin this song for me, this song it still rots in my ears and you've ruined these places that I used to love and now live to forget. because in this
day I'm finding place in myself that were best left under lock and key. and sometimes it seems there's happiness for everyone but me. so how do you take this
So take that old cracked photograph and tuck it away. Well knowing you it takes most of the to get half of the truth. But if you can keep this to yourself
to deal with the guilt that will plague my thoughts forever. and you didn't have to look into here eyes and tell her you're not coming home (let a part of yourself
Just this once (believe me) You hate how I'm always right. You never listen to me. Over and over and over again. I'm driving you home tonight. and you
We're only talking cause you lost someone close to you. Without this entry you'd feel incomplete. Come treat me like a living diary and just turn the
just can?t write another one of these summer songs Oh please not another sad, sad song, You?ll find me hanging on every word It kills you to know that this
