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I've gotta stop waiting for you to call. I should have prepared myself 'cause winter always follows fall, like heartbreak follows love like some divine intervention from above has it all planned for us, no happy ending for us, just mistrust. It wasn't a heart break, just a mistake. I should have been so much smarter not to get involved with tortured Mr. Martyr. I should have known I wouldn't be different. You're so distant, we fell apart but don't forget how it all started. And you know I'm not the same as all the girls you've had before, but I fell for your stupid head game, and I couldn't even the score. I guess I'm losing, just slowly bruising. I guess I've lost, didn't think of the cost. Now the trees are lined with frost, just like your cold heart. I won't be able to revive it, I can't give you a restart. So I guess it's over, I get your cold shoulder. No goodbye, not even a 'Hi'. Just gotta turn my head and forget all the things you said. We could have had it all, but that's just not what you wanted.
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
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I've gotta stop waiting for you to call. I should have prepared myself 'cause winter always follows fall, like heartbreak follows love like some divine intervention from above has it all planned for us, no happy ending for us, just mistrust. It wasn't a heart break, just a mistake. I should have been so much smarter not to get involved with tortured Mr. Martyr. I should have known I wouldn't be different. You're so distant, we fell apart but don't forget how it all started. And you know I'm not the same as all the girls you've had before, but I fell for your stupid head game, and I couldn't even the score. I guess I'm losing, just slowly bruising. I guess I've lost, didn't think of the cost. Now the trees are lined with frost, just like your cold heart. I won't be able to revive it, I can't give you a restart. So I guess it's over, I get your cold shoulder. No goodbye, not even a 'Hi'. Just gotta turn my head and forget all the things you said. We could have had it all, but that's just not what you wanted.
He'd be so proud of me. He knew I had it in me. So, this is for him. Maybe I'll be able to show it to him some day. Maybe it'll be one of our songs on our first EP.
colleenhf
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
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