It's not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story. This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breaking. And I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle. These five words in my head scream; Are we having fun yet? Are we having fun yet?
It's not like you didn't know that I said I loved you and I swear I still do. It must have been so bad, 'cause living with me must've damn near killed you
This is how you remind me.
This is how you remind me
of what I really am
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