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Mar 2016
We're like a building
You and me
Except nothing's set in stone
I wish I could say I love you
Before I hear you moan
The floors in our hotel of love
Are almost like chapters in a book
I wish I knew what page you were on
I wish I knew which elevator you took

It's not you, It's me
I'm just trying to get to the top floor
But you're raking your fingers down all the buttons
So you can enter every door
I wish I could explain
That some of my rooms are locked for a reason
I wish I could explain why I don't like you with closed knees and,
I wish you wouldn't keep drawing this out
We're approaching the top floor
Our love is headed for a drought

You never understood
The thing with being on cloud nine
Is when you start to feel dizzy
The ground below looks like a finish line

What I'm trying to say
Is though what you see is a gorgeous view
All I can see out the highest window
Is my body falling through
This is how I am
I will leave when things are at their peak
And you are no exception
Our future has always been this bleak

Sorry that you're going down
Stopping on every level of falling out of love
I decided to take the shortcut
And it's not something to be proud of
Sophie Rose
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