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Is it silly to think that this will never happen again? But of course I'll call you tonight Did you know you missed my birthday? The lonliest it gets is when the wind begins to chill And when I stand atop of your old street, The churchtops brings a stillness to me And I can't think of anything I'd rather do Than have my heart broken by you Could we be saved by inventions and hopes? Because I'm not alright The night seems to swallow these holes and spits out Second guessing Well I remember ever since that first day I saw you on the street I always wanted you in the worst way But now I can't compete And I'm so, and you're so, we're both so So fucked up Isn't it about time that we try and get it right? I can't sleep on no more floors I can't stay up no more nights What's going on? Could you please pick up the phone? I've written a million letters to you but I couldn't finish any of them... |