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I guess you're getting tired of my drunk phone calls at 3am. I guess you don't care about my slurred sentences begging For you to come back. And I guess you're happy laying there alone when you know I'm just breaking into peices without you to hold..
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
Phone calls
I guess you're getting tired of my drunk phone calls at 3am. I guess you don't care about my slurred sentences begging For you to come back. And I guess you're happy laying there alone when you know I'm just breaking into peices without you to hold..
I keep calling you when I'm drunk late at night by myself
brokenpromise
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
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