Jarring notes leap off your tongue
yet they flow through my mind
like the passing of seasons
Deep down you always knew that I was not the one
Now and again, my thoughts just bury me alive
but it's better than being by your side
So **** you, **** you
go cry yourself to sleep
I'd rather hurt you now
than be stagnant and incomplete
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 11:19 PM UTC
Jarring notes leap off your tongue
yet they flow through my mind
like the passing of seasons
Deep down you always knew that I was not the one
Now and again, my thoughts just bury me alive
but it's better than being by your side
So **** you, **** you
go cry yourself to sleep
I'd rather hurt you now
than be stagnant and incomplete
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