I still love you
I still want you
I still need you
After
How long should I wait
Before I let you go?
How long
Box springs are stained with yellow pillows
Held our heads down
Holding
Hold on this will hurt more than anything has before
What
There's room between your heart and the chair where I've
Walked back home from this disaster
Saw your ghost under the
Mom and dad parted ways
We were young and [Incomprehensible]
Trees in
This is my last chance to ever make it right
before
This house is full of secrets that i
Have kept from
My children are born, but I'm still half afraid
They'll turn
There's room between your heart
And the chair where I've been
I never knew what it was like to be alone
I
You had this pattern of repeating every word that you
I should not have hid where my heart can't follow,
'cause
My demons walk with me
They told me not to leave
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