This story has just begun
Only ten pages in
and your assumption
Im just about ready to give up on you
(One more
I wasn't enough for you
To abandon everything.
I've realized that the
Situati
So let's just lock those doors and close those blinds
Oh
Why don't you tell yourself
that you were happy when
I'm just about ready
To give up on you
(One more fight)
Then
Its so easy to complain about the lifestyles you've endured
Was
so let's just drive...
and clear out heads
from all that was
It wasn't enough for you to abandon everything
I've realized the
Why do you tell yourself that you were happy when
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