It's not the same
As it once was
I was sad, you went out
All night
No call, no reply
The nights that I spent
Crying, depressed
With a melancholy outlook for life.
Now I enjoy myself, I have friends
While you are waiting on me
But the jokes on you,
you'll be waiting forever.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC
It's not the same
As it once was
I was sad, you went out
All night
No call, no reply
The nights that I spent
Crying, depressed
With a melancholy outlook for life.
Now I enjoy myself, I have friends
While you are waiting on me
But the jokes on you,
you'll be waiting forever.
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