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Jun 2010
I've given up hope of salvaging you
of salvaging everything I knew to be true
to be true, well that's foreign to you

so go to your quiet place
where you used to lay
gaze at the stars for hours
and be okay

I'm sick of your smile 'cause I know it's fake
so how about you ******* cry instead of getting baked
I'm done with caring and believing in you
because it hurts too much to hold on to what you let slip through

so go to your quiet place
where you used to lay
gaze at the stars for hours
and be okay

you sleep sound while I'm haunted with memories
and you ran away 'till there was nothing to say
you left it open ended, you strung me along
that's exactly what made me write this song
you need to know that it's not okay
to wish away every word you used to say
you used to

so go to your quiet place
where you used to lay
gaze at the stars for hours
and be okay

well talk to me, I'd listen intently
you know there's nothing you could say
that would push me away
just put down that cigarette
put down that beer
put down all the things that get rid of your fear
embrace the pain, don't push it away

so go to your quiet place
where you used to lay
gaze at the stars for hours
and be okay
without me
Written by
Danielle Ayers
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