When have I gone without you
Where'd I go without a-torn. Something
she used to know but dosen't speak
How dose she breath in a drop of ink
Cry me a River with a lonesome laugh
Unbreak my heart if you have
A jar of my heart is yours to know
A grenade of yours is what hurts me the most
In the sunbreak hotel, a bat dates me
A dog in a sleep won't save you and me
A sorry-word would still make you lack
almost too easy. I'm the fight.
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