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You never fucking cared, |
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So don't act like you were ever there. |
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I'm so sick of hearing your fucking voice, |
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Desperate words and petty fights. |
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Your breaking hearts on borrowed time, |
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Just to sew the perfect life. |
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I've sat by and watched you change too many fucking times. |
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As I glance back, through our numbered days it used to mean so much, |
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It's just another memory. |
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As I glance back, through our numbered days it used to mean so much, |
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It's just another past mistake. |
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I wanna forget. x3 |
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You never fucking cared, |
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So don't act like you were ever there. |
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I'm so sick of hearing your fucking voice, |
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Desperate words and petty fights. |
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Every time I asked for help, |
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You tried to find another way out. |
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Through the black and blues of our numbered days, |
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I barely spoke your fucking name. |
