You don't have to believe me when I say
They might just love you anyway
What do I even know
But they may notice if you don't show
I know it really isn't my place
To ask if you checked just in case
Knocked on the door
They slammed into my face
At least
The olive branch is free
Please,
Take it with you when you leave
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 3:24 AM UTC
You don't have to believe me when I say
They might just love you anyway
What do I even know
But they may notice if you don't show
I know it really isn't my place
To ask if you checked just in case
Knocked on the door
They slammed into my face
At least
The olive branch is free
Please,
Take it with you when you leave
I hope you don't regret it.
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